Looking outside our window, we have fee bidfeebers. There are constantly mummingbids, yeggo feenches, cawdinalls, and bees hanging around. Translation of the words in italics - three birdfeeders, hummingbirds, yellow finches, cardinals, and bees.
Just past the bidfeebers, for three days only, we had a POOL!! Pool is a very exciting word for the girls. You can see them in action at Mama's blog.
They played with grandpapa, grandma, and their dog Chloe. We taught them grandma and grandpa, but they turned grandpa into grandpapa on their own. It was so awesome to see them make the connection between a papa and a grandpa, and then speak accordingly.
Words have now become sentences. Though they are in broken English, we can understand them. More importantly, other people can too!
One of their favorite activities is taking the hose, filling up the dog's water dish (when we have them outside), and then carrying it ever so slowly to the dogs. If they don't drink right away, they'll tell them "Weewee, Siobah, drink wawa" (Winnie, Fiona, drink water). Then, they'll pick up the dish and move it closer. The dogs will take a drink, probably to get the girls to stop following them around, but maybe because they were thirsty.
When they're not watering the flowers or mowing with their "wawnmowers", all they want to do is "RUUUNNNNNNNNNN", "HANG TEE" (hang from the tree), and "JUMP"
Hadley strung a six word sentence together for the first time. She and papa both have skinned knees - mine from baseball and hers from an unfortunate run-in with the sidewalk. Brynne loves to touch said knees and say "boo-boo". Mama doesn't like the word boo-boo, so she is working on changing that to sore. After Brynne touched Hadley's
They have also taken up our efforts to keep the pups quiet. They get the sternest look on their faces and holler "Weewee/Siobah/Chloe NO!". Even Chloe, who has very little experience with them, quiets down and backs away.
Unfortunately, we did have one negative blip to the weekend. As we were sitting on the deck at 7:30 or so Friday, we saw a police car drive by very slowly with his window down. He appeared to be listening intently for something. Our dogs had been outside for an hour or so, and had barked only when Julia's parents arrived with their dog. I noticed our wonderful neighbors had been outside moments earlier. I can only hope the officer was in the area for another reason, but I doubt it. In case you've missed it, here and here and here is the back story on this.