They are well on their way. Keali wears striped pants with a different striped shirt with pink socks and whatever the most obnoxious shoes she can find are at that moment, if not her rain boots ("Wellies" for the nice British people...). She hates to comb her hair, so she doesn't. She has a pink elephant (named Pink) that she carries around and sniffs its tail. We aren't sure why, but we tease her, and she smiles and sniffs the tail.
Caden hates football ("soccer"), so he simply refuses to play, seemingly unconcerned that his friends are all playing. He loves the maths, and hates writing. He doesn't care that his lovely is a pink blanket (also conveniently referred to as Pink). He seems unaware that he is a solid head shorter than his classmates who are 6 months younger than him. He is confident and outspoken and friendly and challenging and... him.
I hope they continue to be them and not someone they think they are supposed to be. And most importantly, I hope they are proud of who they are. They should be. They have seen more and experienced more in their 5 and 6 year lifespans than I did in my first 38 years. They are smart, funny, beautiful, healthy, and loving kids. I hope it continues.
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