Rowan took a couple of independent steps this week (15 months)! He's much more interested in walking than ever before, but unless Mama and Dada are a few feet apart egging him on, all of that walking is assisted. Since he took those few steps, though, he's been willing to walk holding just one of my hands, instead of both. Confidence is building. My back thanks him very much.
You can call Fiona late to dinner (who wants to eat dinner anyway?) but DO NOT call her cute. Cute is the LAST thing she wants to be. Cute is for babies. If you want to encourage Fiona to wear a certain outfit -- or, as is usually the case, encourage her to simply get dressed in ANYTHING -- tell her that it's "fancy." Seriously. No matter whether it's a t-shirt and leggings or a tiara and high heels. Thank you, Jane O'Connor and "Fancy Nancy."
Here are two of Fiona's recent ensembles: Rowan dressed up to announce to the world that he has finally cut a tooth. He looks a little sloppy because the sleeves of his dress shirt only cover three-quarters of his arms, and the collar is too tight when buttoned. "You wouldn't like him when he's angry!" Yep -- this ensemble has been moved to the to-be-handed-down pile.
As our intrepid 3 year old approaches 4, her tastes in fashion become ever more pronounced. Here is a sampling of her latest ensembles:
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