A pattern is forming

What a day. Boring as heck.

The girls were up at 5:40am. 

I popped them in the stroller after Ellie's very short morning nap and we went for a run.

Then to the playground.

It started to sprinkle rain while she played with a neighbourhood friend. Then it poured.

I ran pushing them all the way home. 

Ellie had a second very short nap. 

Now we're doing nothing but bumming around.

I just can't be bothered to do anything at all but let them play while I blog. 

I took pictures of them playing. 

 Ellie was sad about something, and when she's sad, she folds in half and puts her head down and cries.

Wren took this picture of her after much begging...

As I write this post, I can hear Wren in the bathroom calling to me to wipe her butt but I'm just ignoring her for a minute because I know she won't get up until I come. She'll just.keep.calling.

Ellie is walking across the living room towards me. She's getting really good at it.

The theme or pattern of the week is Ellie climbing on everything. Here is a perfect series of pictures showing how she gets onto the coffee table...

"Oh hey Mom, just walking across the table, see?"

"Oh hey Mom, just sitting on my dragon and probably going to stand up soon, see?"

Ellie's actual words- "Bucka bucka buckem! Mamamama..Bababa...Ga ga gack gack".

Honestly, kid.