Every night before bedtime, Lily finds a book for Kyle or I to read to her. Her recent favorite book is, Go, Dog. Go! In the story, there is a page of dogs riding around in cars. One particular scene is a head on carsh between two dogs. A smaller dog is waving his finger in the air at the other dog "driver". The other dog is standing with his hands on his hips. Lily said, "What dog doing?" I replied, "What is that dog doing?" Lily then said, "He's saying, 'I"m a diva.'" As of a coule weeks ago, Aunt Sally and cousin Katie have been teaching Lily to put her hands on her hips and say "I'm a diva." Well, they've been successful.
Matthew is now nine months old. It's hard to believe time has gone by so fast. He's pulling up on everything and crawls all around the house. He definitely is a daddy's boy. As soon as Kyle leaves his sight, he cries. He holds his hands up in the air, waving them for Kyle to pick him up. When Kyle holds him and I go to take him, he leans back on Kyle holding on, not wanting to leave his daddy's arms. Within the last week, Matthew has learned to make popping noises with his mouth. He sounds like he's from an African tribe.
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