We're all well, for a brief deliriously happy time. Greg's recovering well. I'm slowly finishing the bathroom, he's slowly finishing the attic insulation. We bought a dishwasher when Lowes was having a sale, back in stock in a couple weeks. We're planning to rent a dumpster to clear out the piles of trash in our basement and yard, as well as the back porch demolition waste since that's our next project. It's getting too rickety for my comfort.

Eric went through a short period of "no hold Kyle! no feed Kyle" but still refers to him as "my baby Kyle". He is starting to try to get Kyle to interact with him. Case in point: this morning Kyle was waving his arms around and managed to sorta-kinda hook one around Eric who was leaning towards him. Eric immediately declared that Kyle hugged him and has been trying to get Kyle to hug him again all day. This needs monitoring and though Kyle sometimes smiles when Eric approaches, he's not too keen on Eric pulling his arms.

Eric is using the pronouns "her" and "hers" for both genders right now. Not sure where that came from but it'll pass at some point. He's also slowly becoming more interested in underware and going on the potty so we're starting to teach him how to take his pants off and put them back on so he'll be ready when the time comes.

Kyle was on a beautiful sleep schedule (feed 7p, bed 8:30, up 2:30, up 6) the last few days of his cold, but has moved to a horrible "feed 7p, bed 8, up 12:30, up 4" schedule recently. It coincided with him being well and sleeping again flat on his back, but that could be coincidence. I'm trying to train it out. We'll see.