Clear the choking hazards. Vacuum the carpet. Watch your step. Owen is officially crawling. This is from a week or so ago, and he's a determined little guy.
He'll do just about anything to get to our computers.
We are hoping that the screaming that has begun to emanate from our 'perfect' child is a result of the time change as we traveled to Kauai (or possibly, teething.) We are certain that it is not, for instance, that she has been taken over by some evil force. However, Bill is wondering if insurance will cover the deafness he is experiencing in his left ear. All that aside, Kauai is as beautiful as always, and maybe our hearing will recover in time to hear the roosters in the morning.
Big news. Guess what....Mackay loved having her sore gums soothed with little dabs of bourbon...she thought about it, liked it, and she calmed down...mostly. This is Rosi, Mackay's godmother...not fairy...letting you all know that teething babies like a little bourbon. And no, this doesn't make them alcoholics for life.
Can't believe it's been 3 months since my last post. We've been busy with work, and kids and life, and somehow finding a quiet moment to sit down and write has been impossible. We recently returned from a fabulous Kauai vacation. We finally opted to sell our house there, as we were finding less and less time to make the trek, and when we did go, the kids demand a pool. So, we joined Bill's brother and his family at the Westin Princeville (highly recommend it!). Incredibly relaxing for us, and the kids were worn out from pool slides, swimming and Owen's incessant chasing of any bird within a 10 foot radius. I think, left to his own devices, he could single-handledly reduce the chicken population by about 25%. Mackay is 4 1/2, is loving preschool, and other than a few moments of high drama each day, is doing just great. Owen's now 2 1/2 and his health has been good. In fact, I think this is the first vacation that didn't involve a trip to the emergency room...