Running

Daddy: I love the way you try to run. You're not very fast yet, but man, you're trying. You run with glee, your shoulders scrunched against your neck, with elbows bent slightly upward and hands sort of flopping with each toddering step. You're confident with your strides until someone gets close to you, at which point you gleefully curl into a half-running, half-hiding ball and squeal. So cute.

Jenna's First Day

Daddy: You and Jenna had a fun first day, filled with playing and some fighting. You two started off pretty territorial. :) At one point, you started fighting over a doll, and your frustration spilled into tears.

That evening at the park, I asked you how you liked having Jenna at home, and you said, "Jenna."

Then I said that I noticed you got frustrated a couple of times and asked how you felt about that.

You said, "Dolly," and looked like you were thinking back.
We talked about your frustration but how you did a good job trying to love Jenna and shared with her and welcomed her into our house.

When I asked if you wanted to pray for Jenna, you bowed your head right there in the swing and closed your eyes. We prayed, and you said "Amen" at the end.

You're doing great at learning to give yourself away, and I've never been more proud of you. :)

Helc...aka helicopter!

Mommy: While driving in the car, I heard you saying "helicopter." There weren't any helicopters around that I could see. I glanced back, and you were holding your Graham cracker up. I noticed it resembled a helicopter, only without the propellers. Then you nibbled away the edges and called it a car. Then you devoured the rest.