I've been totally delinquent on blogging. It isn't that we haven't been up to fun things, but our laptop died a sad death, and I hate being in the dungeon (as I refer to our well-lit, fully finished basement-- meaning I have no reason to feel uncomfortable there...), so I haven't been on the computer much. This computer hiatus hasn't been too bad, until I showed up to a birthday party that was postponed (via email). Moron! So, I'm back to being connected.
One of the most profound developments in Ashton is his dramatic personality. He has hand gestures and head movements combined with different sentences that make you want to die laughing. This age is certainly fun. Also, he's speaking so well... maybe too well... Ashton said, "Xie xie, yéyé" to Jimmy after he gave him a bite of his Frosted Flakes. Jimmy looked at me and asked, "What? What's he saying?" I quickly thought of all of the possible English translations to his 2-year-old jibberish and remembered "thank you, grandpa" from Ni Hao, Kai-Lan, a Nickelodeon show that teaches about emotions and teaches Chinese on the side. Great. Now I have to number 1: watch Dora and Ni Hao, so I know the phrases, and number 2: decipher whether or not the mystery statement is in English, Chinese, or Spanish. Parenting tip number 564: purchase Rosetta Stone in Spanish and Chinese before having children.
Reagan update:
Reagan's hilarious personality continues to develop in this little lady. She too has looks, laughs, and screams of joy that are adorable. She's basically running at all times and is a slippery little sucker, so I need to be extra diligent when we are out and about. She's also quite the dancer, inevitably learned from her big brother (or her ever so graceful mother). She will high-five, "pound it," throw trash away, choose this from that by pointing, cheers, hug (often ten times as her brother calls "Reagan, hug!,") kiss and many more grown up things. Our favorite new skill that comes directly from Ashton is raising her pointer finger, gesturing the number one when she wants one more of something. Ashton started this because he very cleverly, much like a used car salesman, shows us the number one, and says "One more, Mommy, oonnee. That's it. Peas." This happens used to only happen when they want fruit snacks, but it has expanded to all things. We'll have both kids holding up their fingers declaring their desire for one more, and as they have figured out, It is nearly impossible to resist their combined cuteness!
Chelsea update:
Finally got some new glasses! Church softball season has concluded and we had the best record in the league and came first in the final league tournament (admittedly, the league had five teams, so the title of "champion" is a little inflated). I'm still playing on the Thursday night league, and the play goes through July. Sweet.
Jimmy update:
Well, if you know Jimmy, you can imagine that he is busy, busy, busy. He's working, going to school full time, and playing on three softball leagues. Of course the perfect spouse would have pictures of him doing at least one of his activities, but since I am usually holding one and chasing another, no picture evidence of all of his fun.
Our anniversary came and went, and my attempts to blog about how great this year was for us just didn't come together. Additionally, I couldn't find a recent picture... Lame-o. I am going to have to get a picture of us together when we're down at my parents' house this week.
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