At 10 1/2 months, Greta is walking! I think when Anja was this age she had just learned to crawl. I have a video to prove that Greta walked from one end of the bedroom to the other and back again, but I can't get it to upload. Here are some pictures instead, but Blogger is acting goofy so the captions are as follows for the pictures in the order they appear:
1) I gave Anja a big piece of cheese and broke up some bite-sized pieces for Greta before I left the room for less than thirty seconds. When I came back, Greta was eating half of Anja's big piece of cheese and the other half had been broken up into small pieces and placed all over her head! Meawhile, the small pieces I'd broken up for Greta and put on the stool remained untouched.
2)Anja looking like a boy. She put on her daddy's hat like that and was wearing her paint smock which is still a little too big so you can't really see how cute the sleeve trim is, since the sleeves are rolled up.
3) We had a Di Fabio playdate! Charles, Monica and MaryGrace came over and Anja was antisocial the whole time, but it was still fun!
4) Anja's absolute best self-chosen outfit ever.
5) Anja was looking really cute one afternoon coloring on the floor (on paper) and wearing her little apron. I had to take pictures.
6) and another picture of Greta so it doesn't look like we only love Anja.
Today Martin has a snow day! He got off at 12:30 yesterday and doesn't have to work today, and it is very exciting, and hilarious, since it looks like the weather we were forecast to get didn't really pan out. But I guess they can't really "uncancel" work, so we are preparing for a good day at home together, starting out with eggs for breakfast!
Also, I have to say that I'm really glad Martin and I both drink coffee. It's such a nice thing to share. I feel bad for my parents because my mom is a coffee drinker and my dad is not, so my dad is missing out on the wonderfulness that is coffee and my mom has to enjoy her coffee once a day all by herself. How boring!
And there's a Euchre tournament at St. Boniface next month. When we saw the flyer at church, Martin said he wanted to ask my dad to be his partner. When we got home my sister called me to say that Andrew (her husband) had asked my mom to be his partner, so if we were going she'd be there with her kids and she and we could hang out. I told her that Martin had wanted to be partners with my dad! Now it's all set up so that my parents are competing against each other with their son-in-laws and Sarah and I are hanging out with all our children in the CYO room. Haha!