Soap Box

I'm looking for some sympathy. I just got home from work the other day and was sitting on the couch. Diane did a little of her favorite hobby, shopping, after work. Pretty much the first words out of her mouth was "This is a very nice box !!!" I was like, the usual, what? I dont understand what you are talking about. Sitting on the floor was a box, a plain brown box probably 18" in each direction. She repeats, "This box, it is a really nice box." So, I was like, what makes that box soooo much nicer than any of the other really nice boxes you have stored in the basement, in the garage, in the closet upstairs and I'm sure she has some secret stash of boxes someplace that I havent discovered yet. She replies, it doesnt have any writing on it so when I mail something in it, I wont have to scratch anything out. Ok then.

What is up with the kids you ask. Driving Diane insane is Wes' priority. He likes to stand right next to her, hug her leg and scream "up", very loudly. He will scream for 20 minutes straight without stopping until she gives him her attention. Gotta love it. He also likes to crawl up onto the coffee table and dance for us. He knows lots of words and discovered he could kick a ball last week. He thought it was awesome using his leg for something other than walking and running. He has his four pointy teeth coming in at the same time. He likes to line up his farm animals and play with them. He also loves knocking down block towers.

Mia is her usual sweet self. She spends most of her time defending herself from Wes. She knows lots of words and taught Wes how to climb up onto the coffee table. She is a go getter. She also learned how to kick a ball last week. The ball is almost as tall as she is though. She likes to take the barnyard sheep and walk around the room with it in her hand going bah bah!!! There isnt a block tower that lasts more than 30 seconds around her.

They just had their 18 month checkup last week. Mia still isnt 20 lbs yet, but really close and is 30.25 inches tall. Wes weighed in at 25 lbs and has a vertical reach of 31.5 inches. Mia is at the very bottom of the growth charts and Wes is about the middle. Both of them checked out to be very healthy. We bought them their first potty last week. They havent used it yet, but like to sit on it and take it apart. We just bought them a sandbox today, but they havent had a chance to play with it. See the other post from today.

Wes thinks that anything that is round is a ball. He calls blueberries, "ball", the canteloupe on the counter, "ball", the potato we give him to chew on because his teeth hurt "ball". Since he likes to chew on the little fingerling potato, we started calling him tater...then in recognition of Ron White, it evolved into Tater Salad.

Here are some pictures. Thanks to Dianes mom, my favorite mother in law, for the outfits. They look adorable in them.