Brainy Meat.

Two teeth and some owies

Lots of medical drama for Team Grohs these days. Michael has Molloscum Contagiosum (gross virus-ey bumps) that had to be frozen off yesterday x20. And today, Elena had her front two teeth pulled (because there is one almost in behind them). Nitris and ice cream made it a breeze though and everyone is alive and only a little worse for the wear.

If I do say so myself....

I think our children are a little spectacular...

A skinner-mer-ink-e-superstar

Elena's official audition song for Goldie Rocks and the Three Bears.... Proud doesn't begin to cover it.

Days of our lives

The holidays gone by are always sad and relieving at the same time...my babies are getting so darn big. When asked a question about, well, aything (i.e. Buddy, do you want a kiss?), Michael will almost always respond with "tomorrow."

He wanders in every evening around 9:30 or 10 p.m., carrying an array of items and looking very sleepy with his hair standing straight up, wanting to get in our bed. He is also keenly obsessed with his sister, "Yaya," his monkme, my hair (Yes, still. "Mom, I play yo hair?") and is counting to 10 (sometimes 20), knows his ABCs, is great at puzzles, shapes and colors.

Ms. Elena is a Daisy scout and is selling Girl Scout cookies for the very first time. She is incredibly good at it and before they've even gone on sale, I think she's sold 35 boxes. It's cute and she's proud of her sales techniques. She is also getting so good at reading. I want to videotape her learning, as it will go so quickly. She can sound things out and knows about 50-100 words just by sight now.

Yes, life goes on and my babies, they are a'growin'.