Has it really been just two years since es was eleven months old? I don't remember little things, like did she do what her brother does when he's tired? He will walk up to me as I sit on the couch, lift his arms asking to be picked up, then fall asleep on my shoulder within a few minutes.
He's walking most of the time now, though he still can't stand up from a sitting position without holding on to something...or someone. He holds his arms up a bit for balance and toddles around the house. He continues to be a happy little boy, smiling and laughing a lot.
Since E and K had a holiday yesterday, I had the day off, also. I sorted through more stuff, emptying a box full of old Sunday School teacher's materials. It hurt to put those lovely pictures and activity guides into the recycling bin, but I knew I wouldn't use them. I taught the two- and three-year-olds class for a couple of years, 1986-1988 or so.
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