JAB blab

Baby 1 and Baby 2

Moeshé (pronounced Mo – shay) is three years old.  He has all the same friends as Jack. He likes to do pretty much the same things as Jack. Every night we are asked to tell Moeshé stories such as “the one about Moeshé getting very, very, very, very angry with his friends.” Or “the one about Moeshé being very tired and getting very, very, very, very frustrated with his mommy.” Or “the one about Moeshé getting very, very, very, very, very excited about going to the zoo with his friend.”

He looks a lot like Jack, but has purple hair…

Go figure.

I won’t even begin to try and do a catch up post on the happenings since it has literally been months.  The state of affairs in the Cothenberg household is pretty good. Abby is cruising around the furniture these days, occasionally braving the “no hands” stand so I’d say we are pretty close to walking. Still a happy, smiley baby overall, she is beginning to exhibit our family’s trademark stubborn streak. Jack thinks she is sturdier than I would have given her credit for initially, which has propelled her into a rough and tumble bullying phase. Apparently she set out to maul all of the other kids (and a few moms as well) at story time this week at the library. What can I say? I intend to raise a tough girl! Meanwhile Jack is going all wussy, “Abby pulled my hair! Abby poked my eye! Abby pinched my arm!” he whines. Sheesh.

I know REALLY what people want are photos, so before I leave to pick Jack up from school (which he continues to LOVE), here’s a few shots of the kids at Train Town last month.  We just uploaded new blog software so I am trying to figure out the picture posting again.  You can click on these to enlarge.