Maggie’s finally starting to speak….well, I should say, she’s starting to coo. I don’t remember, but I think that it was a while longer before Sophie started. That means (I hope and fear) that Maggie may start really talking before Sophie . Then I guess it’s just a matter of time before the two Patrick sisters start arguing and fighting. Hmmm, perhaps I should look on the bright side – Maggie will be able to tell me what’s wrong rather than just crying (as she did several times last night, and most of yesterday).
Gymnastics is back! After a week off, the newest class at the gym is starting, which really means I get an excuse to head to the Muffin House for some yummy muffins. Maybe we’ll pick up some frosting for Sophie, since all she does is take a muffin, like the frosting off, and say, “More muffin!” I guess I’ll need to teach the words for, “Daddy, I need my sugar hit!”
My little one does that to. Except for her it’s biscuits. She loves to twist them open and get the cream out!
Cupcakes. All the cupcakes that ever enter my house end up naked. No frosting.
Ken