Grace's Profound Conversation

The other day, while driving in the car, my little Grace says, "Hey mom."

I say, "Yeah?"

Grace: "Um.....hey mom!"

Me: "Yeah?"

Grace: "Um....hey mom!"

Me: "Yeah?"

Grace: "Um......hey mom!"

Me: "Yeah?"

This continuted for another minute. After all that, I'm not really even sure she had anything to say.

Now, as for dear Nate, the one who I was hoping to be the "calmer" child, has been quite the opposite. He has learned how to climb on the couch much to my dismay. This means that I cannot leave him alone in the room by himself for even a minute. I learned of his ability to do this the other day while in the kitchen washing dishes. The kitchen looks straight into the living room, but I didn't think he need to have an eye on him at all times since there really isn't anything to get hurt doing. Ha ha ha. I'm working busily when all of a sudden, I look up and there Nate is standing on the couch, leaning over the edge of the arm. I screech and tell Nate to not move, not that he would understand me to listen. Perhaps he did, since he then looked at me with a big smile and took both hands off of the arm and raised them above his head, almost to say, "Look, no hands!"

Today, he has figured out how to open the doors. Granted, they are lever handled door-knobs, but Grace was never really into trying to get into rooms. I wouldn't be surprised if Nate started climbing out of his crib soon. Then, I don't know what we'll do around here.