Today officially marked one week spent entirely in our house, other than one brief trip to SuperTarget last Friday. We haven't been able to go anywhere or do anything because of the littles' sickness. Miss is definitely on the upswing now, but Master has now entered the realm of the very bad mood, and wants to sit on my lap at all times. I am tired, and a bit stir-crazy, but the past couple of days have also brought some sweet moments that have served to lighten the load around here.
Master's use of new words continues to entertain us, and always makes me smile. He has begun to give an enthusiastic "AMEN" after the mealtime prayer. He also loves the word "taco" and says it all the time while we're eating, as if to request a substitution on his plate. He has also learned to say his own name, and loves to repeat it when we reprimand him for something. Which, of course, makes reprimanding him all the more difficult. Because we're trying not to laugh at his adamant exclamations of his own name.
Miss has also made some strides in the past days. For the first time, she wrote her own name. We haven't really practiced this task, but she was very determined to write it on a note that she was composing for Daddy. She did an amazing job, in my opinion, though the r's were upside down, and the E was a bit unrecognizable. Her insistence on doing it herself, though, was very sweet, and her Daddy was quite pleased when he found the note on his pillow at midnight after a late shift.
And so, some of the simple, sweet aspects of our everyday life sustain us through a lot of drudgery and discomfort over the past week. And now, I must end, because a little guy is crying in his crib.
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