Another busy weekend at home with the kidlings. They are both still sniffling. Hanna coughs now and then.

They have a new game, there's a big pillow on the living room floor, and we put a stool by it, and John climbs up and jumps onto the pillow. Then, we started holding little stuffed animals out and they catch them as they jump down.

When I put Hanna to bed, she's been giving my nice kisses on the cheek. She's a little pistol. Rhonda gave her an old purse, and Hanna just loves to carry it around. She looks like a little lady, the way she tucks it under her arm. And she loves to carry a little pair of toy sunglasses we have in the purse.

John is in more of a pretend stage, where he likes to call himself and me different names. Like he'll say "You're Baby Bach, and I'm Baby Van Gogh." Then we'll walk around and talk to each other like that. Or, sometimes he'll use names from Winnie the Pooh. He's usually Roo and I'm Kanga.