I have done a lot of picture posts lately, but not a lot of updates on the kids. There are so many things that I don't want to forget.
Abby, you are such a ray of sunshine. I hope that you always are. You think everything is funny (even when your brother cries - we'll have to work on empathy).When you were a smaller baby you squeaked when you were tired. When we would tell people this they thought we meant you fussed. You didn't. You actually squeaked.
You have always been the absolutely messiest eater I have ever seen. When we would give you a bottle it took bibs and burp cloths galore. I had never seen anything like it. Then we started you on cereal and, I swear to you, you would have cereal from the top of your head to the bottom of your toes. You would put your feet in your mouth while I fed you. You would knock the spoon out of my hand. You would blow bubbles with the cereal in your mouth. OH! And baby cereal is like glue! Feeding you was such a long event when you counted clean up. And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse we started vegetables. We have vegetables everywhere. All the time.
You have always had the kickiest feet on the planet. Before you could control them they just kicked all of the time. Even when you were sleeping. When we changed your diaper we got kicked in the head. Aaron thought this was funny so he would always put his head where ever your legs were and just laugh as you kicked him in the head. Now you can control your movements and you still kick a lot. And you put your feet in your mouth a lot. Whenever you are riding in the car you seem to have a foot in your mouth. When someone holds you so that you are standing you bounce and kick your legs like your dancing. It's a little like a puppet.