Fall has always been my favorite season.
The time when everything bursts with its last beauty,
as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.
And a grand finale it was. Twix turned 8 months old the first of the month and it was a month of first for her as well. She’s figuring out how to crawl and nothing escapes her attention…or her grasp. The cats are more than a little concerned and give her a wide berth. The months are flying by. Twix is growing like a weed and seems to be changing hourly. She’s no longer that little sack of sand that just lays there. Her personality is emerging and she loves to interact with familiar people. There’s a little stranger anxiety showing up but as long as Mama, Peanut, Papa or I am nearby, she seems to be okay with people she doesn’t know well.
Teeth! Twix has two teeth! See them on the bottom?! Seems like we’ve been
suffering through teething for months.
Peanut continues to be a pocket rocket and her six-year-old, independent attitude is on display all the time. Kindergarten is in full swing and she has a love/hate relationship with it. Hates to get up and get moving in the morning; loves to see her friends once she’s there. I believe she is a little bored with the classroom academics at this level, so we may need to start challenging her more at home. She asked the other day, how do I do an eye roll? Um. No. You don’t.
How can it be Thursday already? How can it be November already? The entire clan is
descending invading coming to our house for Thanksgiving. And it’s only a month and a half until Christmas?! Yikes! Guess I better start planning that turkey day menu and gift shopping soon.
What’s on the schedule at your house for the holidays?