It has been four months since my last confession...uh, I mean, post. So many changes have taken place since that time! Grant has seemed to outgrow the fussy newborn period where he was constantly irritated by gas or upset because he wanted more to eat, and now! He is the easy-going, happy, big guy that we can't get enough of! He loves being upright in his Jumperoo. He's drooling and chewing on every toy in sight!
Gwynn grew up over night as soon as Grant arrived home. She is our potty-trained, dramatic, two-year-old going on sixteen. Each day, beginning as soon she wakes up, she emphatically remarks that she is one of the eight princesses, which happens to change every few minutes. "Mommy, I'm Princess Fiona and you're Shrek. No, I'm Cinderella and you're Prince Charming. No, I'm Barbie and you're Aiden." Ah, the list goes on and on. Not only does she determine who we are, but she dictates the roles that we play throughout the day as we must remain in character!
Bart is Gwynn's knight on the great white horse. As soon as he comes home from work she can't wait to play horsie or hide in her tent with Daddy, among many other things! Bart has a twinkle in his eye when she runs to him as soon as he makes it in the door.
Life is good. Family and friends make it so special.