It's been so long since I've gathered my thoughts. But now that we are almost to the one week anniversary of Olle sleeping through the night I feel like a human again for the first time in a long time!
Olle: a bundle of joy. This guy makes me so happy with his grunts, giggles and rumbling little body. He'll be 9 months this weekend and that makes me excited to see how much more fun he'll become and so sad that this baby stage is coming closer to the end. He's into everything and loves to pull himself up on anything. He's still the most enthralled with Lucy, and her baby, as it's just about the only toy he can NEVER get.
Lucy: also a bundle of joy in her own exhausting way. She keeps us on our toes, but when she's sweet there is nothing better. I love her in the mornings or when she hasn't fallen asleep yet at night and all the sudden we hear little foot prints down the hall. She always peeks at us to see what our reaction will be. I love surprising her with open arms and a few minutes of special snuggle time on the couch with mom and dad before bringing her back into bed.