It occurs to me that I haven’t written much about my kids of late.  And since they are cute, and fun, and I like them, I shall do that now.  You’re welcome.

Miss T is hilarious.  Like most toddlers, she is a bundle of energy and requires constant vigilance.  This is something that’s a bit of a foreign concept for me and N, as AE was an extremely low-key (read:  UNUSUALLY SEDATE) toddler.  We could turn our backs on him for more than a split-second and not have to worry that he was climbing onto the kitchen stools or into the bathtub or getting a little too interested in the cat litter.  Not Miss T, though.  I lost track of her one evening as I was doing the dishes, and sent AE to look for her.  He found her in my huge garden bathtub, giggling wildly like it was the greatest joke EVER.

Her newest obsession is this video.  She likes to watch it over and over and over again.  To ask for it, she’ll say (and sign) “More baby?  More?”  while pointing at the laptop.  It’s ridiculously cute, if mildly annoying.  (By the way, she knows exactly who that baby is – if you ask, her response is “Dat Sessa”, which is what she calls herself.)  After each video viewing, she gets up, does a forward roll, then comes back.  “More baby?”

We’re finally free of that last nighttime bottle and with it, one of the last traces of Miss T’s babyhood.  One night as I rocked her before bed, I offered the bottle as usual and she pushed it away.  “No.”  That was that.  Now if I could just get her to do that with her pacifier, we’d be golden.

She’s a cutie, if a troublesome little monkey from time to time.  Either way, I think we’ll keep her.

And how’s AE, you ask?  Fantastic, of course.  His teacher had nothing but good things to say at his parent-teacher conference last week.  Barely into his first grade year, he’s reading at a high third-grade level.  His teacher is pleased with his behavior and his progress in almost all other areas too.  He needs to work on his focus a little, but it’s not like I didn’t know THAT already.  AE tends to be very…easily distracted, but I’m hoping he’ll grow out of it.  (Confidential to AE:  PLEASE GROW OUT OF IT OR YOU WILL NEVER LAND A WIFE.)

He’s been playing machine-pitch baseball (well, trying to – the weather hasn’t been cooperative and a ton of games were rained out) and I’m really impressed at how much he’s improving.  At this rate, we may have quite the baseball player on our hands one day.  I mean, he’s having to overcome genes from my decidedly unathletic side of the family.  That’s pretty damn impressive all by itself.

So, in short, my kids are fantastic and I adore the hell out of them both.