Our Auntie M visited this past weekend. She has almost total vision loss, but that didn't stop her from feeling Big Sister's hands to learn how to sign the alphabet and numbers. Here she's learning the number eight. Big Sister has rapidly picked up sign language from a series of DVDs her little brother is watching so that his speech impairment isn't quite so frustrating.
Our 27-month-old son is progressing in his potty training. Here is his triumphant first poop, er, I mean speck. His face has been scrambled to lessen his inevitable high school hazing over this photo.
Or is this the photo that causes the hazing?