That's what I'm thinking as I write this (short) post. Max is sitting with me crumpling up paper and grabbing for anything within his reach. Maggie is under the weather and went down early poor girl (passed out on my lap after her favorite - chicken and stars soup). Max is recovering from being under the weather and just woke up and it's almost 7 pm. Should be an interesting night. Today was the longest day ever with the kids and part of that is we didn't do much because of long naps. This whole week has been like that. But I'm also remembering to cherish the extra snuggles and to be nice. Maggie gets super sweet when she's sick, it's cute. But the coughing, coughing, coughing isn't so cute.
Max has started scooting a little. I'll put him down on a blanket and he prefers his stomach now. A few minutes later I'll look over and he's in a different spot. He's mostly rotating on his stomach but trying to pull those chubby legs up all the while. He's also babbling more and it sounds like he's saying "dada" in one long sentence amomg other babble.
Maggie's back up. Time for tylenol. Let the games begin :-)
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