Donné took some strawberries out for dessert for Grace, and there were fewer than she expected to find. We’ve been working on getting Grace to ask before raiding the fridge and she really has gotten quite good about asking before taking something to eat (it all started back when she pillaged a punnet of raspberries).

Donné says to Grace, “Grace, did you eat the strawberries without asking?”

And Grace replies, “I was desperately hungry and you were in the room with Eli.”

Ahhh, my girl, if that is how hungry you were it’s okay.

Speaking of “Ahhh,” it seems to be one of Graces catch-phrases at the moment:

“Can I have an apple?” “No, Grace, it’s nearly supper time,” “Ahhh!”

“Oh no, I broke it…..ahhh”

“Ahhh….I fell off my bouncy ball!”

Eli having fun kicking and swimming in class

Just before leaving for school Grace runs to Eli and gives him a hug, “It’s okay Eli – I still love you,” just so that he knows she is not abandoning him and will be back later.

Apple nosher

Grace got to feed Eli today, and I just love this video of her doing it. Listen carefully.

Every night Grace and Eli have a “sister hug” in the bath, and most nights they have a kick together…

Children just need a big pile of sand and some spades to be happy and have fun. Grace made some friends when we went to have coffee at Café Ruby this morning. Interestingly the twins’ (Emily and Georgia) birthday is on the same day of the year as mine.

Trying on big sis’ boots

I called Grace to come and see her brother in her boots, and she looks and says, “Get that pink off of him, he’s a boy.” After that she seemed to see the humour in it.

Once Eli is up, he doesn’t really know what to do, but he is able to push himself up and is getting stronger. When he is lying on his tummy his hands are starting to do the right action. Not too long now and we’ll be clearing the house of all baby hazards.

Grace: Mommy, I want to marry you

Donné: Grace, you can’t marry me. I hope that one day you find a very special man who is as awesome as daddy to marry.

Duncan: Grace, I hope you find someone who is even better than me to marry.

Donné: You must find someone who treats you like a princess.

Grace: Mommy, you make me feel like a princess…..

(warm fuzzies after that comment)

Grace: ….can I marry you?

Loving each other

Could I get a handful of that hair sis?

We’re not so sure why eye poking is so funny

Hmmm, dried mango