Little Updates

Lydia
Tonight for dinner we got a rotisserie chicken from the grocery store. We generally don't eat meat at home except for fish, but every once in a while, we make an exception, like corned beef last week for St. Patrick's Day and a chicken today because the cupboards are bare due to Jayson being so busy with taxes and me being gone this past weekend. We needed something quick, so the chicken was a good idea.

The girls love meat when we do have it, and as we were eating, Lydia said, "Mmmmm! I just love chicken when it's dead."

Audrey
Audrey has an attitude. She gets mad when people don't do exactly what she want when she wants. If I ask the girls to clean up their toys, Lydia will usually oblige, or pretend she didn't hear me. Audrey will cross her arms, look me right in the eyes, and say, "No." Then she might give those arms a little shake and say, "Hmmph." We have made a game out of clean-up, though where we pretend they are robots and I give them their robot orders in a robot voice while holding my arms stiffly at my sides and tell them exactly what to do. ("Robot Lydia. Please pick up that book and put it on the shelf.") Audrey will sometimes get into it, but Robot Audrey doesn't follow orders very well.

The other day, I was driving somewhere with the girls. Audrey said something and Lydia told her she was wrong and Audrey looked out the window and said quietly and full of rage, "Don't talk to me." I'm really looking forward to the teen years with her.

Charlie
Charlie now says Daddy, Lydia, and dog. She also waves and gives high fives. She will not, however, say "Mommy." Lydia and Audrey both said, "Hi" for their first words. I blame Jayson. I think he's coaching her all day long to say "Daddy," and to just stick her tongue out and spit when she sees me. She does give good kisses, though. Nice, big, open mouth ones that start with her tongue plastered to your face and end with her biting your cheek.