Riley and Avery

Ah, the last days of summer. Today is in the 80s and tomorrow is supposed to be 79 degrees, then into the 60s and lower. There is already snow on the mountains. Tomorrow I plan on taking the girls to Happy Apple Farm to pick raspberries and apples and go to their pumpkin patch. Should be fun if the weather's nice, and it's supposed to be.

Riley has begun a cute/annoying phase where she is never just "Riley." She is always a mamma giraffe, a mamma spider, a baby bug, a duckling (sometimes ugly, sometimes not), and today she's been a crab for most of the day. If I call her "honey" or "Riley" she says, "I'm not honey, I'm a...(insert animal of the day)." I always have to be on top of what she is at any given moment.

Rudi brought home a pizza yesterday. Talk about cruel and unusual punishment. Riley is eating some right now. It was hot and I had to pick it up and blow on it, which meant that the forbidden pizza was very close to my mouth, and I had to resist the tempation to take a huge glop of cheese off of it. I went out for coffee last night and asked for soy milk to put in it, and for some reason the girl gave me a separate cup of soy, so I put some in my coffee and had some soy milk left over. I didn't want to throw it away, so I drank it, and to my surprise, I actually liked it.

I changed Avery's diaper and let her crawl around naked to air out, and I am still shocked by how small she is. The cloth diapers make her look so much more substantial. When she was in disposables, she was still in a size 2. She has a little no-butt. Those of you who have a picture of Riley naked in the grass at 6 mos. old can compare it to this picture of Avery at nine months. What a difference.