Breck Says.

“Pockeck” for “Pocket” – as in, “I have pockeck!” “What’s in yours pockeck, Mommy?”

She always says “my mommy” and “my daddy” – seeing a picture of Jay across the room, “There’s my daddy!” “Where Daddy go? I miss my daddy.”

When the girls started school back, she constantly asked where everyone was! “Where Laine go? Where Rems?”

“It’s my favorite.” About whatever she currently wants.

“Sorry! Reaaaalllly sorry.”

“Want to read book! Really now!”

She’s also good at voices! She’ll imitate someone dropping their voice really low for a bear or growly monster, and her diapers have Mickey Mouse on them and she does a killer Mickey, too.

This girl twirls her way through the day, notices everyone, and brings us so much joy and laughter!

Narrator #2.

Remy: Mommy, pretend you’re Big Cat. [waving a stick at me] And this is my sword! Shoo! Shooooo! She leaped out into the dark night. Shooooo!

That’s a direct quote from the book, “Angelina and Henry”. 😂 We have another book memorizer/quoter and self/narrator on our hands!

Remy Says.

Home from church bc Remy is sick. I let her watch a show while I nursed Breck and put her down for a nap. It was almost over when I came back down but she asked to sit on my lap. I was enjoying the snuggle so much that I let another episode come on. She said, “Sometimes you don’t let me watch more shows. But sometimes you DO!” Then she reached back to pat my cheek. “Tanks, Mommy.”
Sweet sickie bear!

Advent.

Jay bought an advent calendar at Trader Joe’s, and each night the girls have half of a little piece of chocolate while we read a story from the Jesus Storybook Bible. It’s been a sweet (har, har) way to end dinner for the last few weeks. One of my favorite parts, though, is that the chocolate is color coded by how dark it is (and it’s mostly pretty darn dark), and the girls ask what kind it is and we read the descriptions: “floral and oaky”, “powerful and tannic”, “fruity and intense”….and they blithely accept this ridiculousness and nibble away….

Mousey.

Remy, while scurrying through the living room wearing Laine’s mouse tail from Halloween 2015: “‘camper, ‘camper, ‘camper, ‘camper…”

First Day of School 2016.

Laine is in her last year of preschool at Wrightsville United Methodist!

And Remy is in her last year of Nonnie school! ;o)

Breck is majoring in swing-sleeping.

Breck – 1 & 2 Months.

This baby! She’s growing like a weed (except, you know, more roly-poly) and brings us all such delight each day. Her “monthly photo shoot” pics are a bit more serious than she is in real life. ;o)

She turned one month on Remy’s second birthday:

And then two months right before our 10th annivesary!

We love this bright-eyed beauty!

Doc (the second generation).

Remy loves Doc McStuffins just as much as Laine did at this age (and still does)! Lately she and Laine have been pretending to be Stuffy and Lambie, and when I walk in Remy will exclaim, “Go stuffs!” (Go stuffed!) and collapse in a boneless heap onto the floor. She also sings an amazing version of the theme song:

“Cheppy! Cheppy! Listen heartbeat, ready goooo…it okay giggy you…”

(It’s time for a checkup, it’s time for a checkup! Gonna listen to your heartbeat, fix you up ready to go…it’s okay if you giggle…)

They really like me to pretend to be Doc, and give them checkups. “Me not feel good, Mommy.” 

Remy Says.

Counting: “One, two, fi’, ten, elewy!”

“Funneeee. That so funneee!”

“I no’ pay you, Mommy.” (“I’m not going to play with you, Mommy,” in response to me not giving her her way about something.)

“You’re silly. No, you’re silly!” A very silly game with Daddy!

She almost exclusively calls Laine, “Ne Mac”, which I adore beyond belief, especially since we don’t even call Laine, Lainey Mac that often!

Remy Says.

“Mommy! Where are you? Oh! There are you.”