"No Spits!!!"

Lucy is not terribly talkative at this point. She has some words that she uses regularly but for the most part it is a flood of jibber-jabber with very little meaning. However, Lucy can say one phrase perfectly clear. Every time we try to spoon feed Gwen Lucy will stand right next to her and tell her "No spits!" repeatedly.

I think I told Gwen once and since that one time Lucy has picked up the phrase and declared it her responsibility to keep her sister's food in her mouth. It is very cute and quite strange that this is one of the only phrases that comes out crystal clear.

Gwen really likes peas and sweet potatoes. Green beans? Not so much!

Lucy is getting so big and helpful. I really do love the year that they are 2. It is so much work but it is so much fun to see their personality come out and hear what is on their little minds. Although it is usually closer to 3 before they can fully share. That is ok. It is like opening a present really slow.

We are working hard on cementing the idea that daddy is the best guy ever. Especially since he pretty much is. Gotta make sure no guy is as good to Lucy as daddy. We need all the rest to pale in comparison!

Giving daddy a kiss!