Rosalind is doing well. I can't believe she's not already 4 because she's certainly earned it. She is so smart and funny. I post a bit less of her on Instagram these days, even though I kind of feel bad about it, for two reasons: 1) her noteworthiness is mostly verbal these days, and 2) she's at an age where she's aware of herself, so I always try to ask her permission to take a picture and it isn't always appropriate.
|Post-first-day-of-school ice cream treat|
|Doing "yoga" with the kitties|
|She can write her name (Ros) yay|
Remy is...Remy. I love that boy, I really do, but MAN he is difficult. I guess that's the trade off for being a pretty easy baby. Right now we are trying to focus on just getting him to express his needs and emotions in ways that do not involve blood-curdling screams. He has somewhere between 60-80 words but he doesn't use many of them regularly. He likes acorns and bubbles and his puppy and is constantly eating. He is afraid of almost everything loud or tall. He's also overly confident in his physical abilities and is frequently cracking his head on things. This child, I swear.
|"Find your OWN little things, Greg!"|