V:
- I'm an angel. I'm not an angel, I'm Veronica.
- Are you happy Thomas? Are you happy now Thomas?
- This is my honky-honky. (pronounced hoan-key, points to nose)
T:
- I want to be a Polar Bear when I grow up.
- When I'm a Mommy, I'll play with ribbon.
T:
Both:
They've been taking care of each other. For example, this morning they wanted to watch Rudolph, but they are a little frightened of the abominable snowmonster (ABOVE).
Today Veronica really scraped herself on a chair at the State House while we lunched with Daddy. She had some pretty sad and painful tears. Thomas tore a piece of his bun off and handed to her. "Here, Sissy. This will make you feel better."
Today has given us a variety of coincidences to make their extra-thoughful gifts even more exciting. (Disclaimer: We don't always watch this much TV. Mommy & Daddy were exhausted, so we used the TV as a tool to rest.)
All the gifts we received yesterday were SO thoughtful. It is amazing how much those we love care for us and are interested in the interests of our children. We are so blessed.
Today I have another preemie to be thankful for. A close friend was beside us for the births, deaths, fear, grief and celebrations associated with all our children. She has suffered the lonely and heartbreaking road of infertility. Saturday, a mother selflessly put a preemie in her arms for adoption - one for her to call her own. Today is the first whole day she will have her new daughter at her home.
Birth and life are amazing... no matter how it occurs, no matter how early, no matter how short or how long. It is all precious.
Veronica does a lot of baby talk now - she likes to pretend she's a baby.
T:
"I've been working on the railroad, all the children come." (singing I've been Working on the Railroad.')"You've got a beard on your leg!" (After touching my unshaven legs.)
Both:
"I'm getting very busy!" (dizzy - when spinning around)
"It's not working!" or "It's working!" This is in reference to whether or not they can pee when they sit on the toilet. Veronica's got it just about down minus sleeping and holding BMs in. She doesn't even need us to be in the room with her - she even washes her hands independently. Thomas is making grand progress.
Like me to "act like a baby" (their own command). Then, they tell me to cry. If I won't they tell me, "Daddy's not home." I guess this is very upsetting because it makes me cry. Then, they tickle me to make me happy.