I realized that I haven't posted in a few weeks, so here is a little bit about what we have been up to. The last two nights Emme has slept all the way through the night! Yea! Elijah slept through the night at about 11 weeks as well, so we hope she takes after her brother. Elijah is excited to have her move into his room, so as he puts it "he can have a sleep over with his Emme girl every night." Too cute. Elijah is the best big brother, he really seems to love and appreciate Emme for who and what she is. I can't wait for her to be big enough so they can actually play together. Emme is fascinated by Elijah and other kids, and she very much wants to be involved in what they are doing. A few weeks ago in nursery Emme and I stayed with Elijah and Emme kept leaning forward out of my arms and trying to get down on the floor with the other kids. She always kicks her legs and waves her little arms inorder to try to play. Unfortunately for her, she almost always ends up fussing because she is frustrated that she can't play the way she wants to. It is crazy to think that she is going to be three months old this week. She is growing up so fast and I love every minute of it. I can't wait for her to be able to talk so she can tell me everything about her world. She really seems to have a sweet little personality and she is very sensitive to the mood and atmosphere around her. Elijah is doing really great as well. He is doing much better with potty training and is enjoying wearing big boy undies. He loves getting dressed up, especially wearing ties and church clothes, and he is amazing at staying put together and clean. He looks as good when he comes out of nursery as he does when he went in. The other Sunday they had chocolate pudding as the snack and he refused to eat it because it was messy and he was all dressed "fancy." He is becoming very independent and seems to need less reassurance from Dustin and I in public situations. We went to a work party the other night and Elijah quickly made friends with a few boys that were about 4 or 5, and he played with them outside for several hours without needing Dustin and I at all. We laughed too because he came inside after playing outside in the dark in wet grass and leaves for several hours, and his pants, shirt and shoes were still clean enough to wear to church the following day. He is the only two and a half year old boy I know that can manage that.