Sloane turns 8 months old on November 15. I can't believe it. She's crawling, and pulling up, and standing alone, and doing all kinds of crazy daredevil stuff. She's opinionated, bossy, loud, and a bit of a diva. She must get that from John. ;)
Sam turned 2 August 8th. He's in speech therapy, but the kid knows his words...he's just having a hilllarrriouuss time watching mommy worry. Since starting speech therapy, he's learned that if he says a new word, mommy forgets about the dog food he's digging in, or that he just hit his sister on the head with a block, or that it was naptime 20 minutes ago. The kid is a quiet manipulator, who loves all kinds of cutlery and tableware. He also knows how to take apart child-proof door locks, turn the V-chip on the remote control, and get into the refrigerator.
John is still working at the newspaper...and I thank our lucky stars every day for that. He and I have been on Weight Watchers since April, and combined have lost close to the weight of a whole other human. We both feel great. I wrapped up my big humane society auction event at the beginning of October, and we're both getting our game faces on for the holiday season.
Here are a few pictures of the kids from the past few months. Enjoy!
Me and Sloane
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