no more babies

I called Cody this morning with the official news, we no longer have any babies in our house. This morning I was laying in bed waiting to hear Elliott talking or crying; notice for me that he was awake and ready to start his day. It was getting late and I heard nothing, at least nothing from his room. Yup, he was downstairs in the playroom, trying to get the door to the kitchen open. He got out of his sleep sack, climbed out of his crib and down the stairs. Further to that I have been looking at him this past week, really looking at him and I see no more baby signs and hardly any toddler signs. I'm almost thankful he's slow on the talking front so that I have a little more time to adjust and say good bye. I loved you babies.

As for Kate she's happy, happy, happy. Summer has been so eventful and fun and this week she has the attention of her Grandma Sherri. As well as happy, she's getting so smart and funny. Though it was not her intention she made me laugh last night at story time. For those who know it and to set the context, we were reading, There's a Nightmare in My Closet when she announced, "Mama I want a gun. I won't pop anyone, I'll just pop me." A cry for help? I'm thinking perhaps a slight misunderstanding on her part, but I'll add it to the Christmas list.

We haven't taken any pictures since Grandma arrived except this one with the kids' new London Games Mascots from Aunty Rhonda and the gang.

Happy Monday everyone! CAKE