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No update for A Lot to Live Up to today... sort of. I got distracted with another project- keep your eye out for one called "Pain and Heaven". ALTLUT will be back next week :)
Must finish some Mutant stuff. I've almost got a review of Third Man Out done. I don't think I have much to say about it that I haven't seen other people say (good movie overall, loved Donald and Timmy, but good Lord did Rutka get preachy.) I should do some more, as well.
Took the kids to the creek yesterday for the first time in ages. It was really nice, because we were joined by one of my best friends and her two little ones. It was hard to talk, but we haven't seen each other in a while, so the little we could was good.
Also? Trevor playing in the creek is the most adorable thing in the world. He was so proud of himself playing with the big boys, and needless to say he got filthy. And he kept coming over to give me these huge, muddy hugs. SO cute.
Trevor had his 18 month appointment at the doctor's last week, which, wow. 18 months already. He's still not talking, but he clearly understands what we're saying and all, so I'm not too worried about his intelligence. (Mild mental handicaps run in my husband's family.) He's only said one thing that we were sure was a word- I was talking to Howard two weekends ago, and Trevor wanted to be picked up. I was making him wait and he was getting impatient, so suddenly, clear as day, I heard "Mommy!" Heh. I think the stinker is holding out on me. Both my sister and my nephew (both second children themselves) talked very late as well, so... it would not surprise me if he needs speech therapy (his babbling is very indistinct and I don't hear a lot of variation in the sounds), but I think his mind is fine.
And just because Toby's the oldest and gets more attention:

I love the grin. Not such a great picture of me, though :P

The only thing that makes me sad about these pictures is you can't see his curls- they're usually in the back of his head if his hair's long enough.

My current favorite picture of Trevor.
Must finish some Mutant stuff. I've almost got a review of Third Man Out done. I don't think I have much to say about it that I haven't seen other people say (good movie overall, loved Donald and Timmy, but good Lord did Rutka get preachy.) I should do some more, as well.
Took the kids to the creek yesterday for the first time in ages. It was really nice, because we were joined by one of my best friends and her two little ones. It was hard to talk, but we haven't seen each other in a while, so the little we could was good.
Also? Trevor playing in the creek is the most adorable thing in the world. He was so proud of himself playing with the big boys, and needless to say he got filthy. And he kept coming over to give me these huge, muddy hugs. SO cute.
Trevor had his 18 month appointment at the doctor's last week, which, wow. 18 months already. He's still not talking, but he clearly understands what we're saying and all, so I'm not too worried about his intelligence. (Mild mental handicaps run in my husband's family.) He's only said one thing that we were sure was a word- I was talking to Howard two weekends ago, and Trevor wanted to be picked up. I was making him wait and he was getting impatient, so suddenly, clear as day, I heard "Mommy!" Heh. I think the stinker is holding out on me. Both my sister and my nephew (both second children themselves) talked very late as well, so... it would not surprise me if he needs speech therapy (his babbling is very indistinct and I don't hear a lot of variation in the sounds), but I think his mind is fine.
And just because Toby's the oldest and gets more attention:
I love the grin. Not such a great picture of me, though :P
The only thing that makes me sad about these pictures is you can't see his curls- they're usually in the back of his head if his hair's long enough.
My current favorite picture of Trevor.
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