Why are all the girls taking Mommy's makeup?

This is the year of "why" for Olivia. Watching movies together, every scene is punctuated by her questions. "Why is the pony sad?" "Why did she fall through the floor?" "Why is she giving the witch that necklace?" When I get tired of answering questions, my tried and true tactic has been to turn the question around on her. "Why IS the pony sad?" Usually she will provide the answer to her own question, although on one recent occasion her reply was "Mommy knows better." Uh oh.

O's creativity has really blossomed recently. She tells stories, imaginary events involving imaginary friends. Her drawings are amazing. She's developed a very personal style and will spend days on a single theme. This week it's been "Girls Taking their Mommy's Makeup." As you can see below, all of the little girls have taken some lipstick and applied it to their faces.

It's a lipstick riot!

She has also exhibited some pretty remarkable memory skills, reciting entire story books word for word. This also means there can be no more "fudging" the story line on Mommy and Daddy's part for the sake of expedience. She corrects us if we skip a single word.

We love you Olivia. You're growing up to be such a beautiful girl.

Sammy is 10 months!

What can I say about our little man. He's a lover. I mean he really gets in there for hugs and cuddles, especially when he's trying to fall asleep. Good thing there's always someone here who wants to give him loves.

Well, this month has found Sammy making new sounds, his favorite being "BAH!" He really makes an effort to form his lips and mouth in just the right way to come out with a loud and boisterous "BAH!" Sometimes Olivia with get him going and they will volley "BAH!" back and forth.

 

These two really get a kick out of eachother. We were lucky enough to spend a week at the beach and got some photos. Here's Sammy in the sunshine outside of the Schooner in Netarts Bay.

Here's the two kiddles in our beach cruiser:

Sammy is a prolific eater. But for some reason, he was not a fan of this carrot and squash dish his father was so patiently trying to feed him while we were at the beach. (Note the lack of a high chair. Mommy and Daddy forgot the crucial feeding apparatus.)

Here is in his chair grubbing on some apples.

Ten months is totally rad.