Getting into the swing of things...

I couldn't really figure out to title this post.  Usually there is some kind of event or something that prompts me to post, but this time it's just "I've taken enough pictures and it's been a decent amount of time."  And then I realized that all of these pictures are from what our daily life is slowly becoming as the school year trucks along and summer turns to fall.

This is Lucy's new funny face.  She thinks it's hysterical.

 

James has to study a lot lately.  This makes Lucy sad.  He goes into the other room, and sometimes she will just lay on the floor outside the door for 20 minutes or so.  This time she brought a snack.

Sweet Charlie.  His medical saga continues.  I'll write another post about that.

Just a couple of bums.

The other day, Charlie was having tummy time on the floor.  Lucy, the most affectionate sister that ever was, saw him on the floor and brought her coloring over so that she could color next to him.

I am really glad that we made a recent trip to the library because we've been spending a lot of time indoors lately.  I was sick for about a week, and just yesterday Lucy caught it.  A lot of miserable coughing, and not sleeping very well.

Lucy gave me an early birthday present the other day and let me put her hair up in a ponytail for the very first time.  I bribed her with going to the park, and sure enough, it stayed in until the minute we came back from the park.  Here are some pictures of Lucy checking herself out in the mirror. 

One story I meant to write down: the other day Lucy was playing with blocks.  She made two towers right next to each other and exclaimed, "the Ten Commandments!"  I had a good laugh about that, and then tried to figure out what she was thinking of because we've never really talked about the Ten Commandments.  I realized later that it's in a children's Bible that she has.  I'm always amazed at the connections she makes.

Charlie rolled over the other day, but no body saw it and he has not done it again since.   Lucy was with me, so I know she didn't push him over.  Another Charlie funny: every day at 7am Charlie fusses and wriggles around until I get up with him.  He's not hungry, he doesn't need to be changed or burped, he just wants to be talked to and very much done with sleeping.  Well, this morning, on my birthday, Charlie was apparently just way too excited to sing me "Happy Birthday."  He did his usual 7am wriggling and fussing at 4am, and only went back to sleep when Lucy woke up.  It's kind of been a comedy of errors birthday for me this year: Lucy is sick and not sleeping (thus, neither am I), and then this afternoon, a minor plumbing issue became a major one after a plumber came to "fix" it.  Our upstairs landlord flushed the toilet this afternoon and water came gushing out behind our washer/dryer (luckily there is a floor drain nearby).  Oh my!  We are hoping to sit down and have a good laugh over all of it tonight with take-out, cookies and ice cream.