So the girls have been bears. These teeth are going to be the end of all three of us. I prayed that they would just come through!
Their favorite teething toy has been a baby spoon.
Jon had to work late last night and I dreaded the evening, just me vs. the Grouches. Or truthfully, the Grouch vs. the Grouches. But we had an unexpected change of attitude!
And they probably had one of their most giggly nights I have ever seen. All I had to say is “Mama’s gonna get you!” and they would erupt in squeals of delight. Little J toddled around the house, not straying too far from Little A.
I was trying to get their pajamas on but they love to crawl away and play a chase game. I didn’t bother putting on their pjs, because what is more delicious than a baby in only a diaper???
The Littles were loving the couch and crawled back and forth.
They even gave back rubs. :)
Tried to get into each other’s diapers…
And I didn’t think I would say this, but I was really sad when it was time for them to go to bed.