When David was about 6 months old, we noticed that at certain times he would literally tremble with excitement. He still trembles when he sees something exciting, like a new toy (in this case, a plastic bag), or the cat. Sometimes he yells at whatever he’s looking at, as if to say, “Hey, you know I can’t reach you because I haven’t figured out how to locomote, so you get yourself over here, instead!” When the cat hears such racket of course he ignores it, and thus David is already learning how it is with cats.

And here is Carmen trying to figure out how exactly her arms and legs might work so that she can move from here to there. It’s hard stuff, learning how to get around! She’s looking away from the camera because she’s looking at Fiona. I think Carmen wanted to ask her, “So, think you can help me out, here?”

This picture was taken this afternoon. In my bathroom. Yes, I write on my mirror with Dry-Erase markers. Yes, that is David peeking around my back. Yes, we are about to take a walk. Yes, I would like hazard pay.

Still here, but caught up in, well, living. Work, play, evacuating from hurricanes, cleaning up after evacuating from hurricanes, cleaning up after cleaning up, and trying to reason with two babies who are reluctant to sleep because they would like to practice crawling, talking, walking, exploring, and just being babies.

David is still squiggling, but gets more excited about possibly walking. He pulled himself up to kneeling today. I wonder what is next?

More will come later, I promise, when things settle down. (Please say they will.)

First library trip yesterday. Found I can relate to the Very Hungry Caterpillar: need to go grocery shopping for the second time in a week tomorrow. The fridge is empty.