Happy birthday, babies!

The babies are 2 years old!

I know, I know, they're not really babies anymore... Josephine reminds me of this, as she rips off her Pampers and shouts, "Peepee!" Or refuses to sit in her booster seat. "Big, big!" she protests, and climbs up on a dining room chair.

Okay,little girl -- you are big. Even if you do weigh 22 pounds...

We had a birthday party this past weekend and Margaret got a new soft brown dress from Auntie Sharon. Why brown? Because Margaret makes us think of a chocolate. She is sweet and round. Josephine's new dress is green -- and that's about right too. She's still a little elf.

Finally, the girls have started to talk like little children. They say, "Mooo, Joeshzie!" (You're sitting on my dress!) "Nooo, MINEZ!" (That's Josephine.) "A pees?" (That's a very hopeful Margaret, hoping for a piece of candy.) They sing songs. "Ba ba bakkk seeeee, yeshir, yeshir..." And they say everybody's name: Mommy, Daddy, Lulu, Joeshzie...but not Margaret. You can point to her all you like, but Margaret grins and dips her chin and says, "Noooo!"

Margaret runs around the house with her arms outstretched behind her, chortling, then hops through the kitchen like a frog. She follows Lucy faithfully. Josie perches on top of the furniture, giggling. Everybody wants to be held! But then everybody wants to get down already!

The other day I found cheese in Margaret's hair. Yesterday I found cheese between Margaret's toes. I have no idea...