It's no secret that I'm horrible at updating the blog. I've gotten so much slack from family and friends that as tired as I am this evening, I decided to post some thoughts and photos.
It's sounds cliche to say, but time has flown. Myla and Milan are 9 months now and it seems that putting away clothes that doesn't fit anymore is a weekly occurrence.
Everyday the girls do something new. As of late, Myla rolls over on her tummy, props herself up on her hands and manages to get her head high enough to see over the crib bumper. When I put her down for a nap, I literally have to crawl out of the room on my hands and knees so that she can't see me. If she does see me she cries.
Milan has discovered her voice and she loves to let out BIG screams. We try not to laugh but it's so hard when we look over and she is grinning from ear to ear. We are constantly telling her to use her nice voice but she'd much rather scream. I don't blame her.