Amelie is pulling up on everything, still cutting that first tooth and stealing her papa's heart at every turn. She is quite the scrappy lady and will not hesitate to claw a face or yank an earring - in the most darling, feminine manner, of course. She is standing alone and thinking about walking. She is eating tons and has rather chubby little arms and legs. Peter and Ridley are constantly all over her and "give Amelie some space" echoes through the house all day long. We all adore "that baby."
Peter is now telling stories - very morbid stories. His first original tale went something like this: "Da -eee, Mama, Yiyi and Om-ee were all in a red kaka (tractor) and it went in the bottom of a gig (big) awat (water = pond) and everybody (I can't type Peter's phonetic version of that one!) died. Aeee-gators ate them up. Petey got in the kaka and drived it out to the farm. The end."
The second: "Petey a gug (good) guy. He got all the bag (bad) guys and shot them with fire. Then they all made a big bomb-fire (bonfire). The end."
Hmmmm - should I be a bit worried?
On the other hand, he used the potty four times yesterday! (great rejoicing)
Ridley has started to sing a lot lately . . . and loudly. . . . He also prays often and ends his prayers with "the end". He is quite creative and leads Peter on lots of adventures. They are all over the farm this year and fearlessly explore areas that mother cannot see from the windows (a slight frown covers my gleaming pride).
Oh yea - Rusty and I are here too - working hard, loving God's goodness and chasing children.
We are well on our way to a super fun summer!
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