I spent the weekend going through the boys' clothes to change over both their sizes and their summer clothes for fall and winter. A big shout-out to the aunties who share my taste in little-boy clothes: plenty of polos, chunky sweaters, and cute jeans/khakis to go around :) I even put a hat on Theo this morning because there was definitely a snap in the air.
Tim actually worked his first day at his new job today, following a blessedly short interim. He'll be
So the boys are back in daycare, none the worse for wear for being thrust from it without notice and into a much less structured environment, a.k.a. our house. Or, I should probably say, Tim is none the worse for wear. they are both VERY hands-on right now. Whether its because one is playing a little too roughly with the other, one gets stuck (literally), someone needs food or potty time or a distraction...it gets intense. And loud. And disorderly. Somehow, two children at this age is both terrifying and endearing.
Theo is also learning and growing, albeit not always in ways I'm excited about. He can get up and down the stairs by himself (safely), yet he still can't walk, so we have to carry his bulky little self around everywhere. He likes to sing, but that often translates as shouting random syllables. He likes to find things to dump out or squash, which occasionally is something we didn't realize was in his reach. He very seriously considers launching himself off of beds. He'll stand up in