... is still better than a good day at work. Maybe.
Today was a study in contrasts. Both girls being bears all morning: Gigi out of tiredness before and after skipping her nap and maybe a bit of sore gums, Julia out of plain toddlerishness (begging to go for a "run" around the block, then standing still on the sidewalk for minutes at a time).
Things dramatically improving after a walk in the late-summer sun, big lunches, and good naps. I knew Julia was going to have a much better afternoon when, just before her nap, she started pretending to be the Cat in the Hat. She's never the book, but she knows the character from the logo on the side of some other Dr. Seuss books we own, and extrapolates from there. Settling in to my lap for her pre-nap story, she told me that unlike Julia, who had gotten a haircut the day before, Cat in the Hat had had a "furcut, right here, under my crazy hat."
Though still not her usual effervescent self, Gigi was fine after a nap, several sippy-cups full of water, and amazing quantities of food. She spent her afternoon trying to climb up on very tall things (she hoists herself on to the sofa now, even though the cushions are nose-high, by getting both arms on the seat and then swinging one foot all the way up, too), reading books, kissing her sister, and posing for photos that Julia took with our camera.
Julia actually took quite a few pictures, many of which show me looking impaired but several of which are rather nice shots! I've put them up in her own Flickr set.