It's dinner time. And I keep telling Ethan to go turn on the grill, but he is playing with Violet on the floor. Actually, it's more like Violet is beating him up. She keeps throwing baby wipes on him and hitting him in the face.
Dinner this night is orange and herb marinated tri-tip steak, foil potatoes with thyme and sage and steamed broccoli. My stomach is ready for some of that action. Dessert is undecided, but maybe something like a cupcake. Cupcakes are cool.
BTW, Sister Girl was standing in her crib this morning when I went to get her. And again after her nap. Oh happy day! Therapy is working!