Atticus Speaks

The so-called language explosion has begun here, and our 22-month-old seems to surprise us with a new word every day.

Our favorite: "dinks." I was always under the impression that thirsty children first learn to say some variation of "cup," "water" or "milk." Instead, Atticus ask for "drinks." Or as he says it: "dinkkksss" -- definitely elongating the K and the S. It's pretty darn cute.

Everything is currently the color "blue" and he just may recognize the letter "A" for Atticus. He'll attempt to repeat his own name, and Edith's, too. But he usually just says "E-deeee," which his sister definitely doesn't care for.

If he sees a picture of an apple, he'll say "apple." If he sees a picture of a dog, he'll say "dog." If he sees a picture of a cow, he'll say "moooo!"

Can't wait to see what he learns next!

Photo Friday: Atticus Splashes in Puddles

Jan. 12, 2016

Spring in the Winter

In the dead of winter, in the middle of my least favorite month, it's nice to get a bit of a reprieve. This past weekend, I got two of them.

First, Mom and Dad came for an overnight visit. That always feels like a vacation since, of course, the kids just want to play with Grandma and Grandpa and ... that's it. No bothering me for 24+ hours. Score.

And second, the weather was beautiful. I'd take temperatures in the mid-60s any spring day, let alone in January. We all spent quite a bit of time outdoors, and the kids even broke out the chalk.

But Grandma and Grandpa returned home, and this week brings back rain and cold weather, and maybe some snow later on. Oh, how the real world interferes.