Libby's in the Hospital

Libby's back in the hospital.  She was throwing up and having trouble breathing last night so poor babies been admitted and put on an IV an oxygen.  Even better, the doctor walks in and the first thing she says to the doctor is "I swallowed a quarter" which she had told to Kerri in such a way three days ago that Kerri didn't believe her (and she never told me) and sure enough, she had. An intern said we'd have to put her under and have it removed, but wiser heads in the ER said that we'd just monitor it until it passes.

Libby

Our Essential Being

Both the girls were sick today and reverted to their core self.  I do the same thing.  When I'm sick, all I want to do is sleep.  When Libby's sick, all she wan'ts to do is watch TV.  When Emma's sick, all she wants to do is eat.

New Pictures

Note that we've connected the sidebar to Flickr to make it easier to keep up-to-date with pictures. We just uploaded a new random bunch, including a few from a trip to the pool last week.

Libby's song

Libby's been driving Kerri and me crazy singing a song whose words we just couldn't make out. The first time I heard her sing it it sounded like:

I speak spanish
and goably goo
I gobble goo
How about you?

The most annoying thing was that when I'd say "I speak spanish and what? And 'spaghetti too'?" she wouldn't just repeat the 'goably goo' part, she'd say "no, I speak spanish, and goably goo, I gobble goo how about you?" and end it was a look like "duh".

So after hearing her repeat this about fifty times I finally figured out that the "goably goo" was "english too". But then we went through the same exercise another fifty times before Kerri wised up and searched for it on Google. Turns out this is a Dora the Explorer masterpiece that goes:

I speak Spanish
And English Too
I like them both
How about you?


Apparently, Kerri and I both though I like ketsup made more sense to suggest that "I like them both".

What's the Poop?

Emma pooped on the potty this morning! The kid is on a roll. Of course, I harbor no illusions that potty-training is imminent. Instead, I assume I'll have months and months of both diapers and her screeching that she wants on the potty (which is pretty much where we've been for a while now, only she's suddenly being productive while potty-sitting).

In the meantime, here are the two cutest kids in the world:

Overheard

Libby is a story-telling, song-making-up fool these days. And pretty much everything she says is hysterical. My recent favorite, which is often repeated, is Mother Goose according to the Libster:

Hickory Dickory Dock

Went up the water spout

Down came the reindeer and washed the spider out

Hickory Dickory Dock

Speaking of talking fools, Emma is a total chatterbox these days as well (we don't get much silence this-a-way). She already says several sentences and loves making her feelings known. Her little personality has really blossomed in this last month, which means that that little impish side she has always had is now at the forefront.

Big Emma news: Today she came running to the bathroom yelling "Potty!" and then actually peed on the potty! Wow. I don't expect a repeat of that anytime soon, but it was pretty cool.

Story Time with Libby

For the last few nights, Libby has been going to bed after telling us the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears go to the Zoo. Which is basically the story of Curious George because she makes the story up by looking at the pictures and trying to remember what the story for that page is. Last night we got about half of it on tape. Probably the sort of thing that only her parents can appreciate but I post it here nonetheless.