Kyrie has flung herself whole heartedly into toddlerhood, including no longer being able to accompany me to class anymore. We try, for practice, but she doesn’t make it very long. She is advanced socially and intellectually, so she is extra curious and wanting to chat with everyone (despite speech problems due to the cleft palate). We tried walking the halls, but she knocks on all the classroom doors and shouts hello. She even busted in on first ward today, almost making it to the pulpit before I snatched her up.
We have finally resorted to the gym, when there isn’t a class on stage, for her to play and move and talk and sit and rest.
Mary went up a week early for her birthday song, just to help Anber go up for hers. Everyone is growing up!