Headbreaks and Openmeal

Well, I'm literally about to fall asleep, but, I'm squeezing in ONE more thing today so I can feel ultra-efficient (thank you Caribou Coffee!).

You know what is one of my most favorite things about having kids? Laughing everyday. And, yes, please remind me that I do laugh when I'm having one of those really hard days. The girls are both amazing us everyday as they reach the next stages of their lives.

First, the one who always gets second--Sasha. Early on we called her "Sasha the Screamer". And, that label is really going to stick. She is quite LOUD. And, yes, she comes by it honestly. She seems to be coming onto the English language in her own special way. She's great with vowels, not so great with consanants. She repeats a lot of things we say, and nearly everything that Anya says. But, it's mostly phonetic and tonal--not really words. The funniest thing lately is to watch her scream and yell at Anya, and really curse her out whe she's mad. Think Charlie Brown's teacher on the Peanuts. A lot of noise, not many words. But, when she's "cursing". Man, I can only imagine what our little sensitive HOT head is thinking.

And then there's Anya. Wow. This girl is either going to be a lawyer or in sales. She can talk her way around most issues, and sell popcicles to Polar Bears. She's suddenly become VERY outgoing, asking everyone she meets their name and boldy offering hers, and of course, Sasha's. And, the darker side of cute....the lying. Like, today, Sasha has pen mark on the back-side of her upper arm...a nearly impossible feat for a 22 month old to have caused on her own. Yet, Anya boldly continued to lie that "Sasha did it".

I don't nearly have enough space to capture the hilarious stories that Anya comes up with....but, I do enjoy how she will confidently speak and describe anything she needs to. And, while sometimes the words and phrases are wrong, they have now become part of our family vocubulary. You may try to speak "London" if you keep your Anya dictionary close at hand:

Breakfast chapter:
Can I have some Openmeal, please? (Oatmeal)
Oh, with grays? (grits)
I love the oak! (yoke)

Phrase chapter:
I loosed it mom.
I need to eat all of my food so I can have my baby.
I'm hot. Can I have the suncreen please?
You are giving me a headbreak.

Let the laughter continue, always.