These two are teaching me, among many other things, the dynamic characteristic of gratitude and its ever-constant ability to increase and expand our existence. The boundaries of life burst when I spot them in my rear view mirror, when they're rolling through the zoo side by side, when we're chasing each other around and around the kitchen. I've said it before and I'll say it again, we are so complete with one another.
Being only 23 months apart, they reach some important milestones right around the same time. Here's how my darlings have grown:
Sawyer:
One silly, sweet, amazingly smart and incredibly loved little boy.
Still ridiculously tall for his age. Like as tall as a four-year-old. His weight can't quite keep up with his height, but he's still an all-around big boy.
He positively rocks the playground, any playground, or really any thing that can be run around, climbed over, climbed up, jumped off of, played in, or dug up. He's nimble, handy, and calculatingly brave. Throw in some creativity and he literally has hours of fun at the park.
Speaking of creativity, his imagination has blossomed! Creative play is here to stay. His favorite imaginative play is to be a cat, battle like pirates, play "to the rescue," or have his cars and trucks engage in civil conversation that goes something like this:
"Hi. What's you name? I'm big truck. Want to go to shop? Oh! Ok. Fough me."
He's a chatterbox. He has the best ideas and is getting into telling his own narratives and forming his own conclusions. It's amazing to hear what comes out of his head.
He is kind. Just so sweet. He loves his friends, and on most days, his sister. He loves to snuggle up and love up on his dada and mama and he's concerned about the feelings of others, particularly if someone is sad or happy.
Elouise:
One big, spunky-as-ever, joy to have and hold.
She's off the charts for height and still pretty squishy, but she has dainty little lady feet.
She's ready to sit up, but is still finding her balance. I didn't think she had any interest in being upright, but then one day I sat her down, and she practically stayed sitting, Since then, she's just about got it figured out. When she's ready, she does what she wants and she does it quick.
She likes Sawyer but is wary of him. She's also experiencing some stranger danger and will only allow her mama, dada, and our friend Kelly to hold her. It's an exclusive club, because she is just the best little cuddler and loves to burrow her head into your shoulder and tuck her arms down into you.
She also loves to burrow her face in anything plush or soft. Think pillows, sheepskins, fluffy blankets...if it's comfy, chances are she's shoving her head into it and squealing.
She's an excellent nurser, and very picky about her solid food. For awhile the only thing she ate with gusto was imported Italian lady fingers. We've expanded her palate to include strawberries, grapes, yogurt, potatoes, green beans, chicken, tomatoes, and pasta, but everything must first pass the hand test. If she picks it up and doesn't like the texture or feel of it in her hand, there is no way it's going into her mouth.
She's still so good at sleeping.
She is so pleasant and easy to care for, she's really just a dream of a girl.
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