Our pictures this week are called "Playtime" and "Bubblemouth." I'm sure you can figure out which is which. Oh, and notice Anna's slippers--yes, those are "Big Red Cars." Don't hate me: they were two bucks at the consignment shop.
So, to update you, Adam actually DID break his wrist last weekend while he was snowboarding. He thought he had just sprained it, but during church on Sunday, he decided that he should probably go to the emergency room and have it looked at. It turned out to be a hairline fracture right on that little ball on the outside of his wrist. He's wearing a big splint thing, so at least it's not in a cast, but it's still been kind of a long week--it makes it hard to do a lot of useful things: typing, holding the baby, opening jars, doing the dishes, cleaning the toilet, mopping the floors, taking out the garbage... hang on... hmmm.... I think there's something fishy going on.
As for other fun this week, we had a spot of bother on Tuesday night when Anna woke up at 10:00 PM and vomited all over her carpet and Maggie, her most beloved kitty toy. She'd been fussing in her room for a while before that, but she does that anyway sometimes, so we didn't think much of it. Usually Adam helps her, but I went in finally to see if a change would calm her down, and she was just more frantic. She got out of her bed, sat down on my lap and started screaming that "Maggie needs medicine!" I didn't realize what was going on until she started burping, but by then, it was too late to save Maggie or the carpet. So Mommy cleaned up Anna and Maggie while Daddy cleaned up the carpet. We got it all cleaned up, and Anna was back in bed and asleep by 10:45, so I'd say that was a pretty good first-throw-up experience (she's never been sick like that before--knock on wood). She didn't have a fever, and she felt better almost immediately. Looking back, we figured out that she'd had WAY too much milk right before bed (like, at least 20 oz.), so we'll be very careful from now on.
Anna's new words for the week are "realize," "actually," and "Anna use word to Gumby," which means "Mommy, look how funny I am--I'm talking to Gumby," or whatever other toy she's talking to. And yes, she does use those words correctly, or at least meaning-wise, although the grammar is usually lost on her. My favorite this week was during lunch one day when she started to dump food out of her spoon, then she righted it and said, "Ope, Anna realized." Adorable, isn't she? Yes, I think so, too.
Mariah is still practicing rolling. She's very good at it, except that sometimes she stills forgets how and gets frustrated trying to remember. She actually likes it so much that she gets annoyed if I hold her for too long. And that is perfectly fine with me.
That's pretty much it. Have a good week.