Mommy, look! A cheerio got in my nose!

What's hard about a cheerio in the nose, is that the hole in the middle won't allow you to blow it out. Plus, when little fingers try to pull it out, they only end up shoving it higher and higher. Vivi announced this at breakfast on Monday, and fortunately Tonio hadn't left for work yet! He had to hold her still (poor baby) while I very, very carefully pulled out the delinquent o with tweezers.

Dr. Mommy came to the rescue again today, when Tonito tumbled down the stairs head-first and banged his forehead into the door jamb. He has a really hard head, and I thought it would look a lot worse! Maybe our little frozen hippo (disguised ice pack) really does make the owie go away faster? He was up running around within a couple of minutes, which led to 2 scraped knees and elbows outside. The cement was not kind to Tonito and he will have little scars to prove it. After lots of kisses, squirt-the-hurt, and Diego band-aids, he was doing well enough to jump on the trampoline for a half an hour before his nap. He still can't jump with both feet leaving the ground, but he tries SO hard and laughs the entire time!! This will be his next big milestone.

The kids have been doing really well together- they both are "outdoors" kids and we spend the majority of the time playing, riding bikes/cars, jumping on the brinc-o-line, and getting dirty. :) Life is great!