Terrible Two's? Not Yet.

So I was just commenting to Jamie this morning that I really feel like, atleast for the last week, we've hit a sweet spot with Norah. She still doesn't want to stay in bed at night. I have to put her back about 8-10 times each night. However, this whole process is down to 15-20 mins, where it used to take 60-90. So it feels, atleast to me, like major progress. Plus, she has just been so happy lately. I realize I'm jinxing it by saying that, but Jamie and I have both mentioned that she is doing so much better.

Her vocabulary continues to explode. One reason we know this is that she never stops talking... ever. We love hearing her sing songs to herself and even read herself books when she's playing. She just has such a happy content heart right now (most of the time). The other thing that possibly is jading my opinion is that I just love coming home from work right now. As soon as I walk in the door Norah stops what she is doing, runs to the steps, and screams in joy. Intermittently injecting a "Hi Daddy!" I'm going to borrow a phrase from the latest session of Robert Lewis' Men's Fraternity, "it doesn't get much better than this."

Norah is going to be two next week, so Jamie went and had some pictures taken. Here is just a sampling of them. My apologies on the pictures turned the wrong way. I loaded them straight from the CD and couldn't find a way in the editor here to let me flip the picture. So, you'll just have to cock your head a bit. Enjoy.