Perky Princess & the Peddling Prince

With what was hopefully the end of the flu in Veronica (she's coughing, but it's likely her throat is irritated from "spilling"), I decided to try to keep it a low-key food day. I defrosted pancakes to stay away from milk on their beloved cereal. They both figured out how to take the caps off of the cups Paula gave them - fortunately I only put water in them today. Thomas is determined, frustrated when he spills, but God bless him - won't let me help him. I ate my breakfast in the kitchen so that they wouldn't see my milk (not enough pancakes for us all).

They were both soaking wet from drinking like me with cups without lids. I was just gathering up pants when V found me to ask me to fix a stroller. As I was adjusting it, she patted me on the arm and said, "I love you, honey."

During lunch, Veronica asked to listen to the penguins (a specific piece of music on the Mary Poppins Soundtrack). When the music started, Thomas said, "That's Daddy's favorite song!" He's right - it is Daddy's favorite scene in Mary Poppins!

It was a GORGEOUS day outside. 60s. We spent a good amount of it in the fresh air.

At some point I ran inside to put some dinner in the microwave. As I headed back to the door, Veronica was on the inside of the back door and Thomas was on the outside.

V: Stay outside, OK?
T: Bye! See you later.

V: (upon T's return) It's nice to meet you!
T: It's nice to see you! See you later!

Trying out some new bikes...

We got a bath in tonight. Bathing is not bad. They like baths. When I mention taking a bath, Veronica perks right up and tells me she wants to watch Thomas take a bath. She refuses to get undressed, watches Thomas for a few minutes and then wants to get in. Washing hair, on the other hand, well, they are truly terrified.

Tonight when Daddy got home, Veronica was proud to tell him that Thomas didn't cry when he got his hair washed. Shortly after this update, came another, "I cried." She did, but at least she was willing to let me do it and admitted it wasn't so bad! Progress. Baby steps, even for toddlers.

Lately when brushing their teeth, they jump on my bath-giver's kneeler and stand next to each other while Thomas to squats in rhythm to our "Brush your teeth, chh-chh-chh-chh, chh-chh-chh-chh-chh" song. Tonight, Veronica insisted, "Take our picture, Mommy!" I believe that's the first request they've ever given to have their picture taken - and there was no camera in sight to prompt this.