The way they run

I love to watch my kids run. David breaths through his nose scrunching his face like he is going to bite something. He sucks in his stomach, leans forward and kicks his bum. He lets objects stop him. He will face dive into the couch or your stomach. He has graceful legs and wobbly arms that fling everywhere.



He loves to pretend to be either a kitty or lion. He squeals and squeak when playing kitty. Then growls and head butts when playing lion.

Eden makes a fist with her hands and pumps her arms. She tip toes with a little hop. It is danty. Almost as if she is walking on hot asphault. She wears a serious face when racing.

She is obessed with licking. Her favorite trick is to give you a lick kiss. She puckers up as if to give you a nice kiss but at the last minute she sticks out her tongue. It is gross.

We now compromise: I call it "a lick and a kiss". She gives me a nice kiss and then I let her lick my cheek.