Another full week of church work, preparation, special program events, and an annual meeting (that did not occur, thanks to a church snow day today) saw a neglected blog.
In the half-week that passed, Shelley and I watched the Oscar-nominated Crash. It was excellent, clever, brilliant; I can't say enough good about it. And I couldn't watch it again, once is more than enough. One particular scene was incredibly gut-wrenching, heart-stopping, and when you see it, you'll know why Shelley and I were so stricken.
Kai has become increasingly stable in a sitting position and increasingly mobile, rolling, half-crawling around to points of interest.
Rei has lately been re-enacting episodes of Dora the Explorer (her parents play the role of Boots the monkey, Kai has a bit part as Swiper the Fox). Complete with backpack and map, we row through Crocodile Lake, climb mountains, traverse bumpy bridges and dance the "We-did-it" song. Rei has also begun speaking in Spanish. We can tell when she's counting (uno, dos, tres ...) but a pair of related words that sound like "sudza" and "sadza" has us baffled.
Coming up: Parental Leave.