IVY
My second child is nearly 11 months old and is nearly 19 lbs. In the last few months she started copying some things that we do (clapping, waving, giving kisses, sticking her tongue out), in addition to standing up from sitting, and taking a few steps. She has suddenly burst with cute personality. I love her laugh and how goofy she's becoming. She prefers me when she's cranky, but if she has napped and nursed she will go to just about anyone. She is my tiniest child, but she is the biggest she has ever been. She is simultaneously the smallest she will ever be. I love her chunky legs. Reggie was such a petite infant and Ivy is a long-armed, strong, 50th-80th percentile kind of kid. Ivy can do twice the damage Reggie could do (i.e. demolishing the toilet paper roll, emptying the garbage can, throwing laundry everywhere, etc.), but normally doesn't because the girls can play together. Ivy loves Regina. No one can make her laugh like Regina can. My favorite thing that has ever happened is when Ivy sees Reggie coming and she has these spasm-freak-out laughs of anticipation. It's so cute and I wish I could make anyone laugh like that ever.
She inherited my eyebrows, my pale pink skin, my Raynaud's syndrome, and my need to be the center of my family's attention.
REGINA
She has an angelic face and it has always been easy to make her laugh. Ever since she was 4 months old she smiles when she meets your eye and laughs at most anything people do. Lately, she has shown a strong preference for Todd. Just the other day I went into the bathroom to help her wipe and wash her hands after using the toilet and she said, "HEY! Where's daddy?" while she pushed me away. I was a little offended, but did NOT mind letting Todd do the work. She really loves to watch people before she joins in. She will stand and stare (for an uncomfortable amount of time) at children on the playground before it occurs to her that she can play and do what they're doing. When she sees other kids running, or playing tag she will usually join them right away even though she's too little and doesn't know them. She has no inkling of a thought that she's not invited, or welcome to play their game of chase. When this happens I tense up and pray the kids will be nice to her. It makes me realize how I have no control over her feelings, or others' treatment of her and how terrifying it will be for me to let her go to school. I don't want her to be bullied, to bully, or to stand by while others get bullied.
I love the way she says "pretzel." You can't tell whether she is saying "pencil," or "pretzel" because they both come out "pen-soe." She also says "yoomeeyoom" for "living room" and now she calls bedrooms "yoomeeyooms" too (i.e. mama's yoomeeyoom). I love her so much.
She is delightful and pleasant and interesting. She is so funny and cheerful and a bit mischievous, but not much. I will tell you that I much prefer a tantrum about nothing than one about something because the nothings I can laugh at, not take seriously and it is easy to distract her and change her attitude. When she's upset about something real it's more difficult to get her to let it go.
She loves carrying her purse, or wallet, Green Eggs and Ham, One Fish Two Fish, she has memorized (to my surprise) several Sandra Boynton books, she likes putting on makeup and taking it off, swimming, using tools, and bike rides. She would rather manipulate the remote and change channels/inputs/volume than sit and watch a movie.
She inherited my dislike for people having fun without me (read: going to sleep as a child), and the blonde hair I had as a child.
She has an angelic face and it has always been easy to make her laugh. Ever since she was 4 months old she smiles when she meets your eye and laughs at most anything people do. Lately, she has shown a strong preference for Todd. Just the other day I went into the bathroom to help her wipe and wash her hands after using the toilet and she said, "HEY! Where's daddy?" while she pushed me away. I was a little offended, but did NOT mind letting Todd do the work. She really loves to watch people before she joins in. She will stand and stare (for an uncomfortable amount of time) at children on the playground before it occurs to her that she can play and do what they're doing. When she sees other kids running, or playing tag she will usually join them right away even though she's too little and doesn't know them. She has no inkling of a thought that she's not invited, or welcome to play their game of chase. When this happens I tense up and pray the kids will be nice to her. It makes me realize how I have no control over her feelings, or others' treatment of her and how terrifying it will be for me to let her go to school. I don't want her to be bullied, to bully, or to stand by while others get bullied.
I love the way she says "pretzel." You can't tell whether she is saying "pencil," or "pretzel" because they both come out "pen-soe." She also says "yoomeeyoom" for "living room" and now she calls bedrooms "yoomeeyooms" too (i.e. mama's yoomeeyoom). I love her so much.
She is delightful and pleasant and interesting. She is so funny and cheerful and a bit mischievous, but not much. I will tell you that I much prefer a tantrum about nothing than one about something because the nothings I can laugh at, not take seriously and it is easy to distract her and change her attitude. When she's upset about something real it's more difficult to get her to let it go.
She loves carrying her purse, or wallet, Green Eggs and Ham, One Fish Two Fish, she has memorized (to my surprise) several Sandra Boynton books, she likes putting on makeup and taking it off, swimming, using tools, and bike rides. She would rather manipulate the remote and change channels/inputs/volume than sit and watch a movie.
She inherited my dislike for people having fun without me (read: going to sleep as a child), and the blonde hair I had as a child.
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Stop! Stop! The cuteness! I can't handle it!
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