We are 15 months!

We just went to the doctor for our 15-month visit and here are our stats: Noemi weighs 23 lbs. and is 32" tall (90% for height!); Zora weighs 18 lbs. and is 30" tall. This was also our first doctor's visit since December where Noemi didn't have ear infections! It might be because she is no longer drinking cow's milk or eating cow's milk cheese - flax milk and almond cheese seem to give her less fluid in the ears.

We are both walking, although Zora is really zooming around (see video below) and we love to use our words. Noey says "dog," "cat," "car," and "uh-oh" a lot (with a few others thrown in now and then); Zora says "belly," "dog," "that," and "more/mine" (we can't tell which), and is constantly shaking her head no.

We love to eat grown-up foods like pasta, peas, peanut butter toast, eggs, yogurt, crackers w/ hummus, and grilled cheese. Noey is going through a fussy eating phase so is rejecting most solid fruits and vegetables (she doesn't notice them if they're pureed and mixed with yogurt or oatmeal, though). Zora will at least try most things, but doesn't eat as much as her sister.

We got these chairs when Gram and Grandpa came to visit - we've got this summer relaxing thing down.

We enjoy playing pretend (especially "talking on the phone" and "sleeping" on throw pillows) and doing things like the grown-ups (sitting in our chairs! drinking from cups! "using our spoons"!)

Finally, a quick video of Zora in action:

 

Dada!

For a long time now the girls have been saying "Dada," but it didn't always refer to Mike. Lately, though, they say it with such glee when they hear his voice or see him or when he leaves the room for just a second that we know they mean him. They love him to pieces, especially when he sings to them, tickles their bellies, and swings them around in the air. There was a lot of all three happening today on Father's Day.

Thank you, Mikey, for being such an incredible dad to our girls. For always taking the fussy one, for always carrying the heavy one, and for making me laugh even when I want to shout or cry. You are the rock this family is anchored to. Happy Father's Day!

Today at the park

And a heartfelt Happy Father's Day to our dads, who have always been there for us. Wish you were here (or we were there)!

In the Park

Although it's more evidence that having babies really does obliterate your ability to carry on an interesting conversation, I just have to talk about the weather. This spring has been fantastic! Most days have been in the 70s with sunshine and blue skies. The grass is green, the flowers are blooming, and the strawberries are just now turning red. To top it off, we have a family of baby birds just outside our dining room window! I try to ignore the pile of bird poop and dissuade Twyla the Cat from making them her afternoon snack as I listen to their tiny chirps.

Mike has been working long hours to prepare for the second summer of Real Food Rising and I've been trying to teach myself new tech tricks as I prep my first online course. But last weekend we took a break to head to Liberty Park with the girls (and Mowgli). They loved watching a little boy fly a kite, listening to the hippie drummers, investigating pine cones, and pigpiling on Dada. Mama and Dada loved the frozen custard shake (snack bar's open!). Here are a few pics from my phone:

 

And a bonus shot of Mike at the RFR farm a couple weeks ago, just as the crops started coming up: