This morning was from hell. Rowan had a bowel movement last night whose urgency exceeded her ability to get to the bathroom. Pam and I largely spent the morning in accelerated impromptu Carpet-Steaming 101.

That aside, Rowan's been falling apart at the drop of a hat lately. I'm not sure why this is. Unfortunately, I get bent out of shape sometimes and react negatively. What I'm practicing doing is giving her some tenderness and the option to spend a little time alone to recoup. It's hard.

Griffin is growing up crazy-fast. He's a blast to be with now.

Berit learned to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star on the keyboard this morning. She was very excited about it. Hopefully, the excitement will translate to her lessons which start this week.