Talk Talk Talk and GO TO SLEEP

I can't get over how much Leo has been talking lately. It's truly a language explosion. I mean, I'm talking stories here folks. Long, detailed tales...of what, I'm often not sure. Poor guy. I can sometimes tell by context, but often, as I've said before, it's full on charades around here. But I love that he's talking as much as he is. To me, that in itself is huge progress. I know we'll get there. And do I even have to explain how exciting it is when I do figure out what he's saying? And really, bless him for being the most patient person I have ever met. He rarely gets frustrated with his slow mommy.

Ellie on the other hand is at the other far extreme. She will.not.stop. Isn't life funny?

Speaking of Ellie, I just returned from her room where, at a little past 9 p.m. she's informed me she can't go to sleep because she's "tendering (pretending) her room is a school." This involves piles of stuffed animals with books in front of them and stuffed animals on her bookshelf which seem to be doubling as bunkbeds. Boarding school, perhaps? Oh and also? She can't go to sleep because she has the hook-ups.

It's hard to get too mad when she also keeps busting into my room to tell me "Mommy I just luff you!"

Sweet dreams to all. Eventually.