It was almost too much fun, this weekend. One highlight was Genevieve's repeated attempts to crawl up and over my legs. She wiped out a few times, but kept at it, and was markedly better by mid-afternoon on Sunday than she had been on Saturday morning. Why did the baby climb the legs? To get to the other side.
Another highlight, was Julia's stopping, midway through an exhausted walk up to bed, to pick up a stray 3x5-inch card and say, with a perfect combination of toddler stream-of-consciousness and Julian obsession-with-sleep, "That would not be a good bwanket for me. It's too small. My feet would stick out."