The McBaby baby book is going to be rather skimpy if I don't get my act in gear. But, life happens. Chaos happens. And of course, laziness happens. I've spent over an hour trying to get a picture uploaded and it's not letting me. I don't remember there being a trick to upload from my computer, but apparently there is.
I was going to post some lovely pics of some serious wounds that my little red-head has inflicted on his sisters. The biting is out of control. I'm afraid it's time to start time out, but I'm also afraid he won't get it. But, I need to show them all, especially Sophie, that what he is doing is not going unnoticed, and will be reprimanded. We firmly saw no, we YELL no, we sign no, and he just laughs at us, and gets ready to attack again. Clearly, he thinks it's funny. His victims do not.
The twins are 16 months! They are.climbing.on.everything. Two weeks ago, Sophie yelled for me in a panic, which is rare. I ran to her, only to find Avery CRAWLING across the dining room table. Wha?? WTF? I took her off, and let her repeat it just so I can see what she did. She pushed the chair up to the table, turned the toy shopping cart on it's side. Climbed onto the cart, onto the chair, and then on to the table. She's smart. She's determined. She's resourceful. I see some rather scary teen years in my future.
She has the biggest most fantastic smile. She shoots this at you when she gets in trouble. She has already learned. Her shrieky little giggle melts my heart each time I hear it. When she is upset, she is the ONLY one who needs attention.
Connor watches Avery, and then does his best to follow her, sometimes to his detriment. He's definately not as agile as she is, or as fast. His "boy" colors are showing. He plays ROUGH with his toys. Thank goodness most of them are fairly well made. He has tantrums. When something doesn't go his way, or something has been taken away from him, he lets you know he's not happy.
They both love light switches. They have started hugging us(love!!!). Avery has started yelling "Maaaaa" for mom. She can never say it quietly, it's always a scream. She's a snuggler, Connor is more on the go now.
Sophie is 37 months old. We're talking about pre-school next year! She is hilarious and stubborn and sweet, all rolled into one. Our house would NOT be the same without her. We're still working on potty training, but getting closer. She's become much more vocal, more conversational in her speech, grammar is improving. Two things I LOVE that she says "upsy doopsy down" for "upside down." I have no idea where she got that, but I adore it. TV is T-T, as in "Can I watch T-T?" I love these little quirky things, and will be sad when she says things correctly,lol. She says "fly me" when she wants me to throw her up in the air. The 3's haven't been horrid YET. Still waiting for that shoe to drop...