Speaking in Tongues

Yaaaaaaaa, yayayayaya. Nyaa na na na na na. Nyien Nieyn. Babababa.
Heow. Heow. Ba Ba Ba.
-Carli


Bobobobobo. Dededededede, fffffft ffffft. Yayaya. Ooooh.
-Joseph


What a month! It's been one of our busiest, and gratefully better than the last. (But we seem to say that each month, don't we?) Our trip to Montreal was wonderful, especially seeing four generations celebrating Bubbie and Zadie's 60th wedding anniversary.

Events aside, this month has brought subtle changes to everyday tasks. The new sounds of babbling, the extra efforts the kids are putting into their movements. From watching Carli stick her butt in the air while attempting to crawl, from Joseph smacking a hand directly on the noise- generating part of the toy, we see daily how they are learning. But more important, it's just fun.

The current conundrum is our transition to solid food. While both are enjoying the tastes of mom and dad cuisine, they sure aren't appreciating the textures yet. Luckily our wardrobes are wash and wear, and the cuteness of their newly flourishing pincer grasp makes up for the amount of swatted morsels of food currently tiling the floor. Gotta love those chubby little fingers playing with cheerions. And gotta love it even more when the cheerio doesn't quite make it into the mouth and stays plastered to the chin.

And this month's cutest moments:
(Disclaimer: choosing the following incidents made thermonuclear physics seem elementary.)

Joseph, nature buff and overall fan of the outdoors, enjoyed a flock of birds flying through our backyard by announcing buh! buh! buh!
Carli, who prefers to be spoken to like a peer, responded to the following statement by doing exactly as I requested:
"Carli, you're too close to the television. Can you please come closer to me?"

With that, we leave you to enjoy your Thanksgiving and upcoming month!