We are still here!

Oh Blog, you elude me.

Mommyhood, you are difficult for time management, you challenge me and my wishes to record the memories, the moments.

JourneyDance is blooming. Julian is growing at time warp waysspeed

Our first sentences from the last month:

"Mama, adeyala upala, dai pleeeezzeee". Translations: Mama the blanket fell, give it pllleeaassee.

"Mama, NAM NAM"!: Julian barks his order at me demanding food aka Nam Nam. I tell him Julian, how do you ask nicely? "Mama, nam nam plleeeezzee".

People everywhere: "Oh you are so cute. Such a big boy" Julian nods and says "Ya."

Anything that doesn't belong, like a teensy lint thing on his food he takes and goes to me with his little ginger saying Na Na (Here, here) with the most disgusted scrunched up face!

Somehow Sashas hair got on Julians lip and he is picking it off and says Mama, valos, valos (hair) I didnt even know he knew the singular for a hair strand!