We have a lot of friends and neighbors who speak other languages and we have some kid picture books that are written in different languages. Alec is intrigued by all of it and occasionally asks Chris or I to sing or speak in another language. He gets mixed up with the words English and Spanish and so sometimes he tries to speak in another language and calls it either english or spanish or some combination of those words. Today he said this as we were walking inside from the playground.
"Is time to go insice, I'm speaking splingliss. We mace this force to bouce in, bouce, bouce, bouce. Weeeeece, weeeeeeeece."Then he started to sing the ABC's, "Ace, Beece, Ceece, Deece, Eece..."

He wanted me to talk to him in another language as I was giving him the "wash your hands, get in your chair, sit down" lunch time instructions. I tried my rusty French out for the next few minutes and I realized both how much I remembered and how much I've forgotten.
Even before all that cute language talk this morning I was thinking to myself that I have the cutest boys ever, as in physically. I love their eyes and smiles and hair and little bodies and muscles and lips and cheeks and legs and tummies... I could go on and on.



Also, here is the most recent photo of Gwendolyn, taken this morning. She's getting so big and reminds me of both my boys.

And just because its fun, here are some pictures of Charlie and Alec at relatively the same age and angle.
