Sunday afternoons are usually quiet. Rest time is sacred.
Daniel and I don't always get a nap in, but those (hopefully) quiet couple hours after lunch are some of the best of the entire week.
Lucy woke up with a fever this morning. Not a high one, but she's a little subdued nonetheless. Except when the Tylenol kicks in, and then she's pretty much herself.
One of her favorite new phrases is ''pretty cool.'' She seems to be 85% little girl and %15 toddler now. And by that I mean that the completely irrational, whining fits are down to a small minority of the time, and mostly she's delightful, conversational, and playful. She and Elliot love to ''tell jokes'' back and forth.
Lucy's current favorite ''joke'' goes something like this; There was a baby. Who lived inside another baby. And the baby threw up in the baby. And the other baby said, ''no-no, baby! No-no." Elliot has his own version involving daddies. He tells it in a manner identical to Lucy's and waits expectantly for laughter when he finishes the joke. It's pretty cute.
They're both completely adorable. We have so much fun with them.
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