My Brilliant Children

So here I am, feeding Claire in the other room while Sof is in the kitchen watching a movie. Suddenly I hear pots and pans being moved around and think something along the lines of, "My brilliant two year old is putting my dishes away for me." She's done it for me before, and a busy Sofi is a happy Sofi, so I totally thought that is what she was doing.

Lo and behold, it wasn't. And those little suckers aren't easy to clean up. She loves to "Squish them between [her] toes." Whatevs Sofi Loaf, whatevs.

On a happier note, Claire has finally developed the strength to lift her giant head off the ground, and is finally able to roll!!! She just looks at me with the expression of, "Whatever mom!" as I'm hollering and clapping.