I wave hello, you wave goodbye.

Olivia has begun waving this week. I am both thrilled with the novelty of it, and traumatized by the "big kidness" of it. It can't be any cuter than peering in my rear view mirror to see the boys waving to her from their carseats and her chubby arm waving in the air as she kicks her feet and giggles with glee, frantically waving back to her adoring audience. Tres Miss America.