Molly still screams all the time, but for the last few days I have had a new theory that she is screaming because she's actually hungry. I've decided to just keep feeding her - in the car, at home, etc. - and she has actually been really good the last couple of days.
I took her to Great Clips with me tonight while I got my hair cut. I wanted to get her hair cut, too, but when talking to her about it before, she got really nervous and said she didn't want to get it cut. I decided not to fight her and will try to talk her into it another night. She was an angel while I was getting mine cut. She sat on the booster seat on the floor and read a pile of books and ate fruit snacks. The lady cutting my hair was totally amazed how good she was.
Molly loves going to basketball games (though she insists it is football). She asks me almost every day on the way to school if we are going to a football game after school. I'm not sure what we will do when basketball season is over.
One of the highlights of my day (every other day) is when I have morning prep and can hear the little kids coming through the commons to go get their breakfast from the cafeteria. Molly is ALWAYS with them. She runs as fast as her short legs and snow boots will let her when Ms. Sarah tells them to go. Every once in a while it is her turn to push the cart and I just hope the food makes it back to the daycare. She doesn't steer very well, but it is funny. Hopefully she never spots me peaking over the balcony at her or she'd probably have a conniption fit.
When I picked Jack up today, Stephanie said he was a moving machine and had been crawling all over her house all day. For the last while, he's been able to scoot backwards on all four and can roll around, sit up, roll, sit up, to get where he wants, but he hasn't figured out how to crawl forward. Stephanie said he was finally doing that a little bit today. He only did it once for about 2 "steps" tonight and then gave up, so I've yet to really see it, but hopefully tomorrow. He is definitely a mover and a shaker (or at least mover and a bouncer).
He is still the happiest boy ever and just loves everything. He watches everything his sister does, studying her, giggling at her. He picks up everything he can find that she leaves on the floor and eats it. She is often found taking things away from him, "No Jack. Don't eat that. That is a bad choice."
If we start singing around him, he joins in with full blabber. His favorite things to do are pull off his socks and eat them and rub his hand back and forth on his mouth while yelling.
Molly climbing inside a box.
Jack chillin' on the bed after a bath.
Molly fixing me a snack on the floor
Yep . . . I don't know . . . I let her do it. It kept her contained for a few minutes while she was pretending to be a baby.
Building a tower together, but Jack kept making "bad choices" and eating the blocks off the top of the tower.
