
As usual, it's go-go-go for Libby and Mary. Since the last post, Mary hit the two-month mark, Dad turned 34, Mom went back to work, and Libby has taken to speaking Spanish. Most importantly, Mary is two months old and going strong. At her two month check-up, she tipped the scales at 14 lbs. 1o oz. Needless to say, Mary hasn't been missing many meals! She's doing great keeping her head up and making eye contact. According to the doctor, she wants to crawl and she wants to do it now! Probably a little ahead of ourselves, but it won't be long...

Things are going well for Libby, too. She's settled back in to the daycare routine, and she really enjoys time spent outside kicking the soccer ball, playing in the falling leaves and flying kites with Dad. She has also taken to dressing herself (note the tutu). Likewise, her affinity for Dora has started to manifest itself. Every time Libby plays outside, she points up to the sky and says "moon." The other day, when she got outside, she looked up, pointed to where the moon should be and said "la luna." Um, okay. No habla Espaniol!

Libby and Mary really have been getting along very well. Libby still asks for "Sissy" every morning when she wakes up and she still goes to give her a kiss every time she leaves the house or goes upstairs to bed. Unfortunately, Libby has shown a renewed interest in some of what are now Mary's toys. Not the end of the world, but she could use a little work on her sharing skills. We'll get there at some point...

Halloween is right around the corner, and of course the ladies are ready. Libby absolutely loves her lion costume. She has worn it to the park on a few occasions now. The other kids get a kick out of the lion on the swings. It's really pretty funny. Especially when she roars at the kids pointing at her. Mary is obviously oblivious. But she looks cute in her outfits, if not necessarily thrilled.

And did we mention Libby is growing up. Yeah. Last weekend, she decided she wanted to have cereal for breakfast with Mom and Dad. Grown-up cereal. With milk. And she was going to do it all by herself. Dad was pretty much floored. By the next post, she'll have asked to borrow the car!
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