El Torro

One of my first conversations with Paige this morning, while Jess was sleeping (because YES, he of course did get sick. Not too bad though, he's feeling better tonight):

Paige: "Mama, I wanna watch a woovie, wif yoooou."

Me: "Okay, what do you want to watch?"

Paige: "Umm....Rescue Gangers!"

Me: "You LOVE Rescue Rangers, don't you?"

Paige: (HUGE smile) "Uhuh! I loooooove Rescue Gangers!"

Me: "I love YOU!"

Paige: "You're welcome."


Tonight she found the left over elastic from their crowns, and made Jess and I jump rope with her. We didn't even know she knew about jumping rope. Eventually we stopped to fold laundry, and she was not happy. She started begging, and when it didn't work, ordering, and when THAT didn't work, yelling. Then she tried an angry foot stomp. She lifted her knee high in the air and then slammed it down, like a bull. She thought that was really gonna teach us. It was pretty hard not to laugh.

She also helped me make some mediocre breadsticks. Actually she just imprinted stars in a ball of dough. I made the mediocre breadsticks. If she'd helped they might have been delicious.
Anyway, here's Cason enjoying a very cozy nap, covered in the oldest, softest t shirt ever. Making them cozy like this is one of our favorite things to do with/to our babies.
Now I'm off to enjoy/cry about my last evening with my under one year old Cason.