The girls have a game they play sometimes while eating at the table. It's called poop fork. They run their forks towards each other until they crash. Then the forks poop on each other. And lots of laughter ensues.
Freya also made up a very handy contraction: nenemore. Not anymore. Like, there are nenemore blueberries. We can't do that nenemore. Totally makes sense. Why isn't it a thing for real?
I'm sure I've mentioned here before how much Freya likes to pretend to be other things or people. It often changes minute to minute. And when she's serious, she's "real" whatever. So she says, when for instance you mistakenly call her Freya (rookie move), "No I'm real Dora." That's a common one. Real Nana with Real Marshall is another. Real Marshall is pretend Snoopy, of course. And my favorite is Real Alli Mama. Usually that's Signe.
As I was writing this Freya had another good one. When Kurt came in the room, she told him that he was "real Freya daddy." And then she was wondering out loud who should daddy be. "Oh! Oh! Ray [the cat] can be daddy! I'll pretend he's a man and he can be daddy!!" That sort of stuff happens all day.
Leif is 8 months old today! Wow it's just gone so fast. He was a teeny little baby just a minute ago, now he's crawling super fast, standing, climbing onto things, playing games, interacting with everyone, and finally sleeping a little better again. He is also starting to get more wordy - his vocalizations are sounding more and more like real words. I swear he has said "mama mama mama" while he is crawling over to me and standing up on my pants, wanting a cuddle. Cute to imagine anyway :-)
Girls' first pedicure with nail stickers. Daddy did it! What a guy
We took a night walk to look at Christmas lights in the neighborhood. It was really fun
Turns out the dishwasher is the perfect height for Leif to crawl up
Why, how do you wash your baby?
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