i do not understand why, whithout fail, the kids must always rotate themselves 90 degrees in the bed the minute they drift off to sleep. both of them. every night.

both carter and ava have suddenly refined their sense of humor. ava now narrates stories and songs that are usually quite funny, but often that is not discernible because she is giggling so hard that everything is completely incomprehensible (a bit like you and lauret the other day, rox...). unlike rox and lauret though, her stories and songs usually involve potty humor, which is where carter joins in the fray and starts to laugh uncontrollably. because poop and farting and the like is just plain funny. and he loves to say PPPPPOOOOOOPPPP! he likes to contribute to the comedy hour by stuffing his mouth full of food and then opeining it as wide as possible and saying AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! or, he tries to spit it out as far as it will go. both actions are of course met with stern reprimands delivered with my face turned away because i can't stop laughing.

it is so great to watch them laughing together--really laughing hard--i would much rather that than good manners. clearly manners are important, but not at the expense of so much fun and love! in time they will learn not to catapult food across the table. or not.