Chloe decided to start sitting up last night, so I thought I would try to get some pictures...she was very cooperative.




There was a little break between these two pictures because she decided she wanted to stay on her knees and rock for a few minutes.


Viola! she made it all the way up with a little help from the sofa. Pretty soon she will be crawling and pulling up.
And a little about Ryan...Charlie, you were right...Ryan watched a Blue's Clues last week, and now has two DVDs, and that is all he wants to watch. We have let the monster loose. He is talking a lot more, and putting together sentences and climbing on everything...in other words, a normal two year old. He almost ended his existence yesterday, though. I was making Chloe's bottle in the kitchen, and I heard him coming near me sounding questioning. I turned around to see that he had taken his pants down, unfastened his diaper, and it was around one of his ankles with poop smeared all down his legs and on the carpet. It was just one of those times you just want to scream. I managed to calm down and get him cleaned up and Chloe's bottle in her, and the rest of the day went well. Later in the evening, Ryan did come up to me and say "Daddy, I love you," so that kind of balanced out the day.