Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Yadda, yadda, yadda.

Once again, Menike said Ainsley wouldn't sleep because she was too busy talking. Talking, talking, talking. I asked and she's never heard a baby talk so much. She's never seen anything like it. Ainsley was talking when she left this morning and talking when I picked her up.
Kevin worked late tonight so I took the kids out to dinner. I have the noisiest kids on the planet. Harry was constantly telling me stories and singing - mostly songs he made up. Ainsley was carrying on conversationally at the top of her lungs. No regard f or the others in the restaurant, although I don't think they actually noticed.
After pizza we went for ice cream. My kids are also the messiest on the planet. Harry was covered in chocolate icre cream and Ainsley in drool!
They are both super sweet though!

1 comment:

Kimberly said...

Harry is especially super sweet when covered in chocolate ice cream!