An amazing thing happened today. I got the kids home from Andrea's house around 4 pm and she had told me that they would be needing a bottle very shortly. So, sure enough, as soon as I got home, they both started crying and pretty furiously. So I changed both of them, buckled them into their chairs (amongst much wriggling and crying) and then I gave them each a bottle and waited to see what they did. It was clear that one was not going to wait for the other to be fed. Both of them picked up their bottles and downed all 8 oz.



Liliana got a little confused towards the end.....


but she got it figured out.

What a treat. Having them be able to feed themselves a bottle is such a help. How long have they been hiding this skill from us?

Also, we have come to realize that it is a hopeless effort to assume that they will stay on the quilt anymore. They roll and "scoot" around so much, they are off it in seconds, chasing something that has caught their eye. Oh well, it was great while it lasted!