Mama Brag Day

Vincent's bottom molars have cut through the gums. I can't believe my baby is big enough to be getting molars. My little Bubba is starting to talk ("Bay-yah" for Isabella, "Ahh" for Abigail, occasionally saying Mama and Papa, "Hi" and "hot" as an all purpose word). He's got a funny sense of humor and loves to join in playing games with his sisters, Luis or me. He loves to play with the big wooden trucks or pretend to cook something. He thinks my big broom, the swiffer and the vacum cleaner are the best toys ever.

Abigail is reading! Bob books level A are easy for her and she can do level B. I traded Amanda for a bunch of easy readers for her for Solstice. I had thought they'd be a little hard for Abigail, but she's going to be able to read them very well. She's reading words in stores, over by shoulder in books and magazines, reading labels on things. She read 2 pages in one of their picture books (not a baby book by any means) on Friday. She's writing and doing creative spelling. She wrote her first story last week.

Isabella is starting to draw pictures of people and things, not just big swirls. She's very much into putting belly buttons and hair on her people, along with very long legs. She can write the number 1, and starting to ask what different numbers and letters are. She's putting on all of her own clothes most days, and trying hard to brush her own teeth well. She loves to cut things up. Before she goes to bed most night, she says "Sweet dreams Abigail, sweet dreams Vincent, sweet dreams mama, sweet dreams papa, sweet dreams fairies, sweet dreams house, sweet dreams friends, sweet dreams people we don't know, sweet dreams Isabella." Sweet comes out like "thweet". It melts my heart every time.