Man are we bad at keeping a diary.  Carl and Rikard have gotten so big it is unbelievable.  They are heavily into the "terrible two's."  With Carl it takes the form of doing whatever he wants whenever he wants regardless and asking "Why" of EVERYTHING.  With Rikard it is a whine and the words "I can't."  They are potty training now which means A ton of laundry for mom, but it will be so worth it when we are done.  Imagine never another diaper to change.  The boys ask a lot of questions about "mormor" as they see me wearing some new things they ask if it is mormors or sometimes they look into the sky and say "mormor there?"  It is hard not to cry when I think about the fact they will never know her, they really missed out on a special person.

 

They are talking almost non-stop now and it is fun to sit and listen to them talk when they think they are alone.  They are finding all sorts of ways to get into trouble.  What one doesn't think of the other does, and they egg eachother on - a built in audience.  It is fun and  work all at the same time but we are enjoying them so much.