22 Months and smart as a whip!

Cubby and Bub have made me so proud tonight.  They have taken to being roommates like old pros. They calm each other and sleep through one another's sleep disturbances.  In the morning, I even find that Liam will get out of his bed and go to the crib to amuse Cubby until I can get in there.  But when Cubby cried out at 9:30, I still went running up the stairs.

It was a scared cry and not something I wanted to wait out.  The little man was standing up and when I scooped him into my arms, he said, "Diaper?"  The tape had pulled apart and was hurting his tummy.  I changed him and snuggled him and put him into bed.  He said, "Birds?"  I handed him the bird book I'd just pulled out of the crib.  He took the book in one hand and held my hand with his other.  Then he rolled over onto that big, hard bird book and went back to sleep.

I can't believe that he's 22 months old.  He has no problem communicating exactly what he wants and needs.  I am so, so proud.

We had some cake today, just because.  Here are the two brothers enjoying their good fortune.