This week has been all but uneventful so far. Like I mentioned before, the kids are really starting to interact with each other. The other morning when we were getting ready for work and the babysitter, I had them both on the bed and usually there is not so much interaction. Well, things went a little differently. L rolled right over to G and tried to swipe his cup of Cheerios. He was pretty polite at first, but after she continued incessantly he finally told her "na na sissy!". I couldn't help but spew a little bit of my toothpaste onto the bathroom mirror when I heard that one. He was being so patient with her and then he finally lost it and had to set her straight. Of course it didn't work. She kept grabbing and he kept scolding her. I wasn't much help because it was just too amusing to watch. Besides, it was funny to watch her torture him like he tortures us sometimes. But I'm sure there is still a disconnect for him there.

G got his first hair cut in 6 weeks the other day.

Needless to say, I was less than thrilled. He was finally starting to get his curls back, but was also looking like a hippie. So I was thinking that it would be a good idea to get a trim. Z took him in to Snippets (first mistake) and told the lady to trim it (second mistake). Well, as you know, 2 mistakes don't make a right...or more hair for that matter. I can live with it, but it's not what I wanted. Either way, I think he's a doll.

L ran a fever all last weekend. I couldn't quite put my finger on what she had until it hit me like a ton of bricks. She's teething!! She never came down with anything else for the entire length of her fever, so I chalked the 101.5 degree temperature up to teething. She acted fine, for the most part, but she was burning up and wanted to cuddle. For anybody that knows this child, knows that she is not a cuddler. She refuses to lay with me in the bed after she nurses or let me rock her to sleep. As soon as she is done eating she wants to be put down so she can fall asleep by herself. I know it's a good thing, but I want to cuddle with my baby!! All that work and I only get 6 months of cuddling out of it? Sheesh.

She is still getting started on baby food. Did I mention I hate baby food AND I hate trying to get a baby to start eating baby food? It stresses me out a bit more than it should. I never knew with G if I was giving him enough or if I was giving him the right thing or what. I decided this time that we will do self-led weaning. I will mash up what I want her to eat after we nurse. Then if she can get it into her mouth than she can have it, until then she can just play in it. That seems the most natural for me. I guess we'll see.

G did his first somersault the other day. Kaity and I were sitting on the floor playing with him. He put his head between his legs, trying to show off like he always is, and before he realized it he was tumbling over. I thought surely he would be a little taken aback and scared. Nope. He loved it. In fact he tried to duplicate it unsuccessfully many times. He ended up doing these weird sideways twirls on the floor instead. He looked sort of like an interpretive dancer. Highly amusing. But not as amusing to me as him laying on the ground in the playroom on his night night seemingly deep in thought staring at the wall. I thought to myself, 'self, good job, he has settled himself and is relaxing'. Of course G isn't going to sit and stare at the wall for no reason. Once I came back to my senses I snuck up behind him. He was concentrating so hard that he didn't even hear me. And then I saw them....yes, them. Lots and lots of tiny little ants crawling on the baseboard in the playroom. They weren't straying from the baseboard, so G was in no danger, but the whole scene was comical to me. I should have known that he had to be watching something!!! Lesson be learned: if your toddler is sitting still and it seems to good to be true, it ALWAYS is.

I got home from work last night (Z was working) and G decided he *had* to hold his sister right then. Keep in mind that he has never showed an interest in holding her, so what the sudden interest was, I'm not sure. He threw a screaming crying fit until I got her out of the carseat and let him sit on the couch and hold her. I have to say it was one of the cutest things ever. He was holding her around the chest and her little arms were stuck straight out to the sides. haha, to cute. Then he decided that he wanted to lay on his back so I layed her on his belly. They just layed there and played for the longest time. Of course, in true G fashion, he grabbed her and rolled around with her. Got to love these kids.