Lift

One night last week, after the younger kids had gone to bed, Peter stayed up and built a LEGO automaton.

Persistence

He's still trying to make these doll shoes fit...

Charting His Progress

Topher finally had his eighteen-month checkup yesterday, now that he's nineteen-months old. The nurse that measured him the last few times we were there didn't measure from the top of his head, she measured from where the back of his head hit the exam table while lying down. Each time I saw that this gave an inaccurate measurement, but I didn't say anything.

Today I was determined to speak up. Thankfully, it was a different nurse, but I still watched to see what she would do. She measured from the top of his head. I told her how the other nurse had done it and she seemed surprised her coworker didn't know better.

Last time, when he was incorrectly measured, Topher came in around the thirtieth percentile for height. Yesterday he was measured at the seventy-fifth percentile.

Yeah, that seems right.

The Final Month of the Year

I told someone recently that we're essentially done with our Christmas shopping and that I have several gifts wrapped and under the tree. It came off as bragging. I quickly explained that I wasn't boasting about how prepared we are. Nope, I was trying to reassure myself that it's okay that I have a ridiculous amount of stuff to do this month because at least that one thing is done.

December is trying to swallow me whole.

That is all.

Personal Stylist

"What?! I made that cute little bun all by myself?!" -Sophie, amazed at her own handiwork.

Filtering Phoebe

Yea Verily

"Thou shalt not use thy vocal cords for rudeness."- Cooper, during dinner tonight, speaking from personal experience.

Hey Topher, Are You Trying to Watch a Show?

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

Contributions

Our contributions to the Thanksgiving dinner yesterday included a lemon meringue pie from scratch (thanks to Bryan),

a double batch of homemade rolls (thanks to me),

cranberry sauce,

sweet potatoes, and several pumpkin pies. When we got there we volunteered to make the mashed potatoes. I cooked them, Bryan worked his magic to make them delicious.

It was nice to only make part of the meal, but I have missed all the after Thanksgiving leftovers today. Thankfully Jordan sent us home with a bag of delicious turkey, which we enjoyed on leftover rolls.