It's official

David is called "Day-dee." Sweet!

We're also working hard to say earring and turtle ("tur-tur," according to David).

But I'm still Daddy, and Daddy is still Daddy, too. More often, though, we're just "eh, uh, uh!"

Now off to get more of baby kisses (on my arm, on my back, on my leg, on my face) and persaude them that oatmeal (again!) is a perfectly exciting breakfast. Maybe I will also give them some of the pumpkin seed butter I made yesterday. They liked it as much as the goat yogurt (i.e., a lot!).