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Ok, I know, I haven't posted in forever. I honestly have thought about it several times over the past week, but I went back to work on Monday and the kids came on Tuesday, so things aroung our house have been a bit crazy. Treigh and Birkley were on this wonderful "summer schedule"...go to be around 11:30 and sleep into until 9:00-10:00. However, this doesn't quite work when I have to get up at 5:00 in oder to get everyone up, fed, dressed, out to daycare, and back to work by 7:30ish...I say ish because that is always my goal, but it is usually more like 7:45. Treigh had no problem going back to daycare...in fact he begged, and Birkley loves watching the kids play etc.
We had an absolute wonderful summer and as much as I love teaching, I would stay home if I could...however, the finances would, lets say, be a bit stretched...lol!

Birkley turned five months this past week and is growing and changing every day. She is sitting up all by herself and actually prefers to do that and play with toys than anything else right now. She does enjoy the bounceroo and of course when we lay and play. When I put her on her tummy she immediatley goes to all fours now. She was actually rocking this afternoon, but no luck (thank God)! She is eating about 1 1/2 jars of baby food now for dinner, but would much prefer the food on our plates. She threw an absolute fit the other night leaning and reaching for my plate. She really likes biter bisquits and such, I know she is actually not "old" enough, but it is not like I give it to her and walk out of the room. She is talking more and more all of the time and has even started mimicking some sounds too. And, how do I forget, we have our first tooth...well, almost, it is not quite broke through all of the way just yet, and the drouling still comes by the bucket.

Treigh is, as Rich says many times a day, "a piece of work." He surprises me, infuriates me, loves me, amazes me, makes me laugh...each and every day...the joys of a two year old. No, I am in love with this stage of his life because he shows me something everyday that makes me feel good about being his mom. Each day on the way to daycare we pass the golf course. Treigh tells me every morning, "hey mom, there's my dad's and my golf course." One day he told me that "my dad and I live there," and another day he said in the most sincere voice, "I LOVE hitting "golfing shots" there mom." To say the least, he is in love with golf. He is slowly creeping out of the terrible-terrible twos, now we are just in the terrible twos... but getting much better by the day. Rich has many nicknames for Treigh...he has a habit of saying to Treigh, "come on Ron." This has slowly taken the place of "Shoeman." Now, Treigh will say to Rich, "I'm just Ron, you are Ronzio." Don't have a clue of where it came from, but is cute.
Along with being two, Treigh's biggest question to me all of the time is, "what happened mom, and why?"