Will was playing outside by himself the other day when I heard him talking to our neighbor, Art. I went out to see what was up and found Will hanging out on Art's deck, just shooting the breeze. (I think the conversation was about grandpas and the fact that Will has 3 living grandpas, and he later told me that Art's dad lives in St. Charles.) I told him to come back home and he said, "Oh! Ok! (to Art)I've gotta go, but I'll see you around, Art!"
Catie's been talking up a storm. Everywhere we go we get comments about how well and how much she talks. (So much for my concern that she wouldn't be as verbal as Will!) She's been playing with language, adding "y" to many words, like "shirty" and "skirty" and "teethy".
She also doesn't like to be without pants. The other day she was wearing a skirt and it rode up when we snapped her into her carseat. We were driving down the street when she looked down and exclaimed, "Hey! Where my pants?"