Leo and Ellie are officially addicted to Kidz Bop (Oy--don't ask--think teeny bopper music covers that are SO annoying that they are catchy and you find yourself humming them at all hours of the day and night). One of the songs on repeat contains the lyrics "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger" (from the original, by Kelly Clarkson) and, well, sometimes I think if our little circus act had an anthem, that would be it.
I have one word for you. Coxsackie. See Harry's string of drool and grimace in the above photo? Yeah. We barreled through last weekend with as many distractions as possible, with outside play and a walk in the forest but for the most part, the babies were miserable from coxsackie. And you know what they say--when the babies aren't happy? Nobody's happy! (Actually, Leo and Ellie seemed blissfully unaware of all the whining and high fevers and night wakings and general misery--wish I could have been.)
Poor Harry woke up Saturday night absolutely hysterical, thrashing and arching and clearly in pain. Then, he and his eyelashes (see above) passed out.
But. What a difference a few days makes. Within a few days the babies were back to their old selves, cheerful and clear skinned (coxsackie brings an ugly, angry-looking rash).
Lucy's new favorite thing is to snack on a whole strawberry. She sees me getting them out of the fridge and goes nuts. She likes to hold it herself and be completely in control (hmm...wonder where she gets that?).
It came from the cabinet...
Ta Da!
I'm still not used to Harry walking. It's so funny to see this little guy and his miniature Frankenstein-like self staggering all over the house.
A rare moment of not walking.
And this little girl seems close too. She's doing the thing that Harry did, where she stands independently, puts her little arms out to balance (and grins a mile wide as if to say "Look at me! Look at me!") and then promptly plops down. Take your time Lucy. No, really. Take your time.
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