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Last weekend was the 6-month mark of our return from Ukraine. It always surprises me these days when people ask me how the language is coming along with the boys. Since it seems like such a long time ago when that was an issue at all, I'm always tempted to say "that's the least of our problems!". In fact, it is much more of a challenge to just get a little peace and quiet. Matthew, in particular, never stops talking. I've heard from many of his classmates' parents that their kids are the same way, further reinforcing that Matthew and Thomas seem to be pretty typical 3 and 5 year-old boys. There are a couple of Ukrainian words, that Chris and I determine to be slang of some type, that Matthew is hanging on to. Otherwise, it's hard to even remember a time when the boys didn't speak English.

Besides the language, the boys have come a long way in many areas over these past six months. Matthew is extremely outgoing and likes for there to be a lot of activity. Thomas seems to be growing up before our eyes. He's taken to saying "I can do it myself" a lot these days.

As the Summer winds down, we are all anxious for school to start again (ok, mostly Mama and Papa). This picture was taken at Wolcott Park today. It seemed like a nice little Kodak moment until a few seconds later when Thomas started beating Matthew on the head. A sign it was time to head home.