I've been doing a really poor job at chronicling the growth of the two kids. So much as changed so quickly that it's really hard to keep up.
All I know is that every morning when we haul the 1 comatose and 1 wide-alert body down to the grandparents' car it never fails to elicit a sigh from me. Nothing tells you that time is fleeting with the same profundity as watching babies turn into children, and children getting all grown up.
Anne is now 4.5 going on 14. She has an amazing grasp of the spoken language and has a more extensive vocabulary than I did when I was 9. She rattles on and on about girly things, like which hairclips she should put on, how she wished she had longer hair because there was this beautiful girl who had waist-length hair and how she wants to be a cartoon on tv so everyone in the world could watch her. She clearly has no lack for showmanship, that's for sure.
<a href="" title="Rockstar. by Lucian Teo, on Flickr"><img src="" alt="Rockstar." class="img-center" /></a>
<a href="" title="20090717-013 by Lucian Teo, on Flickr"><img src="" alt="Caleb smiling" class="img-right" /></a>Caleb is the sunniest 1.5 year old you'll ever find. He certainly knows how to work his dimple, and the gurgling laughter often reminds Faith and I of Sir J.M. Barrie's quote about laughter being the beginning of fairies. Caleb isn't speaking extensively yet, though he understands most of what we tell him. I suppose with Anne talking so much he reckons his contributions there aren't necessary.
It's only been a few years on paper, but Faith and I feel ourselves growing older. It is the best thing in the world to come home to each other, then when we see the two children going hysterical with joy at seeing us in the evenings it truly brings meaning to the phrase "my cup overflows".

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