"Wank you! Wank you, Momma!" Those are magical words. Katy is soooo good about saying her please and thank you's! She will occasionally excuse herself after a burp, but usually she just giggles. At least 20 times a day she says something that I want to catch on video. Her vocab is delish.

Allen squawks quite a bit these days too, but mostly because he's teething. Tonight we were at the Wilson's home visiting and he was vocal the entire time. Maritza was there and we had some good laughs at the olden days. Poor Peter was holding Juicy so I don't know if he heard much of the conversation.

I've been meaning to record this for a while and keep forgetting. When Allen sleeps, he ALWAYS wiggles up to one of the sides or corners of his crib and hangs an arm down between the mattress and the bumper pad. I don't know if he feels secure in his little snuggle spot, or what. Then he's all sweaty in the morning. When I bring him into the living room to feed him his little eyes are pinched shut to keep out the light. Then he grabs that bottle, sometimes with both hands, and milks it for all its worth!

Wank you,

Meg