369. Fights with squirrels. We have been at war! I put bird seed out and this squirrel has amazingly wiggled and acrobatted himself to the feeder - hanging by claws from tree to feeder, hanging upside down on the feeder. My bird seed was gone in three days. War. Those squirrels had shoes, barbies, ice cubes thrown at them. Nothing worked - they taunted me - and eventually knocked the feeder down completely. Doug has the feeder back up in a different spot and so far no squirrels. I like to think it's my ice cube/barbie aim keeping them away. My neighbors probably think I'm crazy.
Words...
...Can't describe how much I love to hear my little munchkins speak their first words. Kate's been speaking new words every day...sentences (her favorite..."I got you"...followed by a cheeky grin and laugh). It really is one my favorite things about being a mom...watching them learn new things, speak new words, do new things. Not much can compare. Even Ava's 50 billion questions in a row..."Mommy...how does the sun go down?" or "Daddy...how does it rain"...followed by 50 more "why's" and "how's". I don't think I could ever get tired of that! We snapped a quick movie of Kate's speaking her word for Grandpa..."Pee-paw". Yes...she calls him "Pee-paw".
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