Rory,
As a second child you wear lots of hand-me-down clothes. You may chafe at this as you get older, but with each new set of clothes you reach I am reminded of when Jilli wore that same outfit, those same shoes. In the past few weeks you have grown into my favorite pair of pink shoes. Jilli wore them in a picture when she was a year old and my memory goes all fuzzy and pink when I remember her walking toward the photographer in those shoes. Will you walk in them?
You cruise a few steps around tables and love pushing the dining room chairs in a semi-cruising half-kneeling posture. You enjoy it and it gets you wherever you want to go. When a chair isn't handy you crawl, on your knees. For the longest time I figured you would commando crawl until you walked, but as soon as you mastered sitting up and pulling up you were over the slither like a snake routine. Goes to show you what I know. Don't point this out when you are thirteen.
We keep hearing sounds that seem uncannily like words come out of your mouth. Did you say hi the other day? When you said "Ha" when Hazel was over to play did you mean to say her name? Your voice is soft and melodic unless you need more food, or want to be picked up, or well, if you want any number of things that need to be done RIGHT NOW. When we aren't quick enough you screech like a monkey.
You think Jilli is so funny right now. Each of you seems to be coming into the role of sister in your own way. Jilli will give you food from her plate and will hold your hand in the car. You love hearing her talk and you laugh when she dances.
You have an impish grin right now that says, "Just wait, you'll never beleive what I can do next." You have tricks up your (hand-me-down) sleeve that are all your own and I can't wait to see what happens.
I love you,
Mommy
2 comments:
Where are the pictures? I need pictures! :)
I just love that they hold hands in the car! And I agree with Brandi, where are the pictures!? :-)
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