I don't wanna grow up

James has never been one to enjoy a pacifier. from very early on, pacifiers would last about 2 seconds in his mouth before he would eject them out across the room somewhere. Once he learned to hold things, he no longer spat them out, but turned them around. He would put the "wrong" end into his mouth. the strange thing is, that would pacify him, and he'd be quiet for awhile. it wouldn't put him to sleep or anything, but it would occupy him.

Well, he's almost a year old, and neither James nor Helena needs/uses a pacifier, but we have them laying around the house with the other toys. Helena will periodically pick one up and parade around the room, showing how good she is at walking with something in her hands (as a side note, here favorite things to hold while parading are socks, preferably a matching pair). James will play with a pacifier, but still will only put the "wrong" end into his mouth.

Two cute things bear mentioning. First, while Helena was parading around on Sunday after church, she picked up one of her summer dresses and walked around the living room holding it up to her, as one would do while shopping for a dress, seeing how it might look. She eagerly let Logan put the dress on her (over her church dress!) and was so happy once she had it on, she marched around the room feeling very happy.

James is not without his cuteness, either: I was laying on my stomach, reading a book while the babies entertained themselves with fun exciting things like boxes and socks, when James crawled over near me, laid out on his stomach like me (an unusual position for James for playtime), and began to read one of his books. A chip off the old block, as the saying goes.