The Destroying Angels

Today I noticed all the pages that Lydia ripped out of the library books in her room. that was after I had just scolded her for pooring out all of the baby shampoo into the bathtub. And everything within Tyler's reach is in danger of destruction. He's eaten important papers and pulled dinner plates off the table, smashing to the floor. Gotta love the kids.

In reality, they are both so much more lovable each day. Tyler is such a little soft bundle of fun. He gets compliments all the time for his smiles and cheerfulness. Now he can scoot all over the floor with his army crawl. Two of his teeth came in last week, and he's started walking around with our hands as support, just like Lydia did at that age.

Lydia successfully used the toilet twice today, which is a huge step for her. She tries to be so independent. She learned to dress herself up in her dress-up clothes all by herself, and Larisa has a fun/scary story to tell of her with the oven mittens. Lydia also annunciates words very well---she likes to give a full and thought out "yes" (or "uhm, yes") when asked a question. And this past week she started a new habit; when we ask/tell her something her first respond is always "huh?"