We made some brownies and Elena wanted to stir. She loves to help stir when we're baking. Then when the batter was done she told me it wasn't ready, and that she needed to keep stirring it. She told me she would let me know when it was ready, so she was stirring it for quite a while.
At the Gymboree art class they were clowns. Here's my little clown.
She was playing with foam shapes and Jorge started sticking them on her face. All over her face.
Then she went on a licking attack.
I found her like this one day.
Samuel is getting more and more curious about things, and he can be amused for a little while.
I put him on a little play mat so I could do something, and when I went back a couple minutes later I found him near the bottom, almost off the mat.
Jorge has fun with him now that he sees him as more "durable." He's getting so big!
I mean, really, is this the same kid I delivered less than 4 months ago?
We went to the park and had lunch, then Elena played. She ran around, then she held onto Charlie's leash and he pulled her along . . . she liked that. She got to play on the playground, too.
By the time we left the little guy was exhausted.
The other day Elena said "I'm a princess!" We've tried to shield her from the whole princess theme, but the commercials before Mickey Mouse Clubhouse have undermined that. Her statement caught us off guard. Then Jorge said, "We don't have princesses here. We have presidents." I have a feeling the whole princess thing is going to blow up at some point, no matter how much we try to prevent it.
I'm just trying to cherish my time with them while they're small because they're growing so fast.
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