

It is with utter disbelief that we log our sixth month with these amazing little people. Everyone warned us how quickly the time would fly- is there some sort of fast forward button that gets pushed when you enter parenthood? Surely appears so.
Since we last posted, (sorry that we slacked off in August, we took advantage of summer vacation mode) Carli and Joseph have jumped great hurdles and we are continually grateful and thrilled.
They are definitely musical children. We often hear Carli singing softly, especially to Ella Fitzgerald's version of Old Macdonald. Joseph prefers more stacatto and likes to blurt back at Raffi or Cab Calloway, depending on the mood. They really respond to classical music, and especially like it when mom leaves the room and dad puts on the classic rock station. And future club kid Joseph keeps a good beat going when the dance music comes on.
And bon apetit- there is no experience quite like watching babies experience food for the first time. And of course, them being products of us, they are obviously excellent eaters. Except for one episode with pears that will take years of psychotropic pharmaceuticals to forget, they have been consuming a nice variety of fruits and veggies. We say consume, because it doesn't get eaten until it's been put in their mouth, dug out with their thumbs, strategically smeared where the bib isn't covering, smelled, and finally swirled with a curious tongue. We laughed so hard the first time Carli actually yelled at us. We're not positive, but it probably meant, "You idiots! Can you stop being such jerks? You think I look silly? Have you ever seen how stupid you look when you make faces at me? Shut up and feed!" During her subsequent feeding, realizing what amateurs she's dealing with, she grabbed the spoon and attempted to feed herself.
Joseph, being more of a routine kind of guy, needed a few feedings to reassure him that the bottle wasn't being replaced, just supplemented. He was comforted by our new mealtime favorite songs, "Apples and Bananas" and "Down By The Bay". This eventually led to the habit of singing said songs to establish a comfortable meal with each meal, and right now we are trying everything short of headbutting concrete to get those darn ditties out of our heads.
But then they both smile at us, and we are gooey like warm chocolate chip cookies. (what? lose the food metaphor?)
And the kids are setting up office with their exersaucers, which is all too funny. When not rocking in those, they are trying to sit up, and Joseph is almost unassisted. Where does the time go?!
On that note, in order to keep up with our growing sprouts, we are off to get some rest.
We'd also like to wish everyone a sweet, healthy and prosperous new year. We are thinking of all of you.
With dried applesause on our shirts,
Jennifer and Danny















