Butterfly stroke across the floor

I guess this week was pretty uneventful. I’m sitting here trying to remember what happened and I can’t think of anything. So, either it was so crazy that I lost my mind or nothing happened.
Oh yes. On Friday night Sarah and I went to the temple. We haven’t been to a session in San Antonio for a long time and it was good to go back. Our friends watched both Eliza and James so that we could go. Eliza is awesome when she gets babysat these days. She just wants her food and then she’s good to go. James, on the other hand, is a screamer. Our friends would never tell us exactly what happened but we got the impression that he gave them a run for their money. He really needs to figure out the whole bottle thing.
Eliza loved this nightgown that she borrowed from our friends while we were at the temple.

Eliza loved this nightgown that she borrowed from our friends while we were at the temple.

I spent most of the week getting ready for scout camp. This is always stressful as I try to track down rogue medical forms and make sure boys have last minute changes to their schedules all set up. I think I got the last of the forms tracked down at church today so we should be all ready to go bright and early in the morning.
He's a mover

He’s a mover

Dancin on the table

Dancin on the table

Playing "ring around the rosey." Eliza like the "all fall down" part. James didn't like that part so much.

Playing “ring around the rosey.” Eliza like the “all fall down” part. James didn’t like that part so much.

James has been moving around a lot this week. He likes to eat books, toys, paper,  dust, cords, and anything else that is on the floor within his reach. Sometimes he’ll see something across the room and start scratching his voice and growling as he does the butterfly stroke across the floor to get it. It is kind of hilarious to watch. He cruises when he wants to and always makes sure to make enough noise that we know he’s on the move. He likes to yell especially loud when he gets onto the tile and starts slipping around. He has started to sing more with music when we sing and when he hears it. He can sit up, when we force him, but he doesn’t like it. He likes to be stiff and to have his legs and body straight. When you do force him to sit, he straightens up before you can let go and pops back up.
James puts up with a lot

James puts up with a lot

On Saturday Eliza really wanted to go swimming. We had a million things going on and so we kept putting her off. She took a late nap and when she got up she was reminding us again that she wanted to go. I took her to the pool really quick while Sarah got dinner. She was much more brave than she was last week and wanted to jump off the wall into the shallow end. Then when we got to jumping in the deeper end she’d try to lower herself backward into the pool. I’m proud of her for making progress in not being afraid. We’re trying to work on kicking and “swimming like a fish.”
Eliza playing her "Goodnight Moon" matching game.

Eliza playing her “Goodnight Moon” matching game.

A few weeks ago Sarah introduced Eliza to the song “Soulful Strut” (it’s the song on The Parent Trap when they have their fun handshake) and now she always wants to listen to it. She tries to say “soulful strut” but it doesn’t quite come out right and is super cute.
Wake up Eliza

Wake up Eliza

Eliza tried to climb up on the book shelf this week and slipped off and skinned the under-side of her toes pretty good. It bled quite a bit and she was scared and sad. Sarah did a good job doctoring her up. She tells us about it several times a day now about how she “bonked her toes” on the shelf and that “it was sad.”
Eliza's "bonked" toes

Eliza’s “bonked” toes

Her nursery teacher is moving out of state this week and so Sarah had her make a cute card and we took it over one evening. Eliza was sweet getting a picture with her and her teacher gave her a stuffed piglet to go with the rest of her Winnie the Pooh collection. She’s been carrying that around ever since.
Eliza and her great nursery teacher Sister Fuller

Eliza and her great nursery teacher Sister Fuller

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