Tara turned two this week and I thought it would be appropriate to post a an executive summary. She continues to be the cutest child ever. She’s a champ sleeper, and super easy-going to boot. Her speech still isn’t very clear, but she knows a lot of words. The other day she was prancing around in some of Anna’s dress-up clothes and said to me, “Look Daddy! I’m a princess!!” Admittedly, I thought at first that she was telling me she was a pencil, but still, we’re very pleased. She calls herself Tara more often than not–she used to refer to herself as “baby.” She’s 50th percentile for height, but leads the class in portliness. Anna was almost the same way but thinned out when she decided that macaroni and yogurt were the only foods worth eating.

Anna tonight put on a stalling clinic with Jennifer, choosing the last few minutes of her day to discuss intelligent design, Dr. Martin Luther King, divorce, and American history. She’s a terribly smart girl, and she’s very practiced at manipulating us, so it’s hard to figure out when to put our foot down and when to cut her some slack, because after all, she’s five.

I got my N80 the other day and it is seriously the coolest thing ever, but that deserves its own post on another day.