A Day in the Life of the Griffiths: Halloween and Birthdays

We're still alive; I'm just a negligent blogger. Tom got transfered to a new branch about two months ago and is really enjoying the dymanic of his new team. There are whispers of a promotion in our near future, so we're keeping our fingers crossed for that.

I am still LOVING my job and am starting to get more comfortable in my position after passing the year mark, and watching things start to cycle through again. I like the "I've done this before" feeling, instead of grasping at straws. In the two years I've been back at work we've switched babysitters 4 times, but I think that's the nature of in-home daycare. It's stressful, and of course I struggle with the guilt of being a working mom. But I just try to do each day better than I did the last day, and it seems to work out in the end.

Lucy is too smart for her own good, and is a constant source of laughter and energy in our house. She loves her brother, playdough, snow, and Dora. She says the funniest things: while trick-or-treating she said to someone: "Thanks for the candy. I really appreciate it." Hahaha! Another Lucy story: she asked what lions eat. I hesitated, then answered: "Zebras."
"No mom, what do they really eat?"
"They eat Zebras and other animals, honey. They eat meat."
Lucy bursts into tears, "I don't want them to eat the Zebras!"
Me, feeling like a total dream smashing tyrant said, "Ok, honey. We'll say they eat grass."
"Lions eat grass?"
"Yes."
"Ok, thanks Mommy." She's so sweet.

Ethan weighs as much as his sister and loves to do anything she is doing. He has a really hot little temper, which is a new experience from Lucy's generally sweet disposition. But he's also a cuddler and a lover. He doesn't talk much, at least not that you can understand. His motor skills are very developed though; at 16 months he can stack blocks, string beads, and poke straws through lid-holes. He loves to color, run, wrestle, and rearrange things .