Oh I am weary. So so weary. Not from lack of sleep, but from cooking so much! It doesn't seem like I made a lot, but it really wore me out. I made a Dutch Apple pie (apple pie with struesel topping), prepped my sweet potatoes and then made chicken stock for mazto ball soup for dinner.

Sigh. My matzo ball soup. I was really looking forward to it but I used a different, more "gourmet" recipe and they came out as hard as rocks. They actually bounced. I do not know what happened, but they were tough and fairly tasteless. So disappointing :( At least the stock and chicken were good.

Gwen was so funny this evening. Every time we'd sing (which is pretty often... we're always making up little songs for the kids), she'd start sticking out her tongue in time to the music. I kid you not! It was really strange :)

We started her on two meals a day... she now has 2-3 Tbls of food at breakfast and dinner. It hasn't seemed to affect her nursing schedule which is really my highest priority, as nothing I could feed her right now would be close to the calorie and fat content of breastmilk.

Ethan was quite a little rapscallion today. He kept climbing on the table time after time after time. We'd block the chairs and he'd move them and climb up. He'd wait until we left the room or were distracted then he'd start working on it. Finally we had to put the chairs upside down on the floor to stop him. It seemed that no matter where he went he was getting into trouble.

Tonight we were playing with a flashlight and he saw his shadow. It seemed to frighten him for a few moments. Its been gradual, but he's developing some fears of late. A hesitancy about the dark, running to me he finds something scary on TV. He's still mostly fearless, especially when it comes to physical feats.

Tomorrow we head to Grammy's house for Thanksgiving. Should be fun :)