Sunday, March 20, 2011

Sisters

Rachel is a big help with Annie. Annie is generally a happy kid, but usually right around dinner time, when I need my hands free to make dinner, she is not happy unless I am holding her. Or if Rachel is entertaining her.

Rachel can make Annie laugh like no one else can. And Rachel loves doing it. It's so fun to see the sisters begin to interact. And it's nice to have a helper around to entertain the baby so I don't always have to be the entertainment.
Also, note Rachel's hair--she wanted her hair done just like Annie's. Annie's hair is long enough that it gets in her eyes unless I do something about it, so most days she gets a ponytail right on top of her head since it's the easiest thing to do. Rachel was disappointed that all her hair didn't stick straight up like Annie's, but I guess it was close enough.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Four months

Annie turned 4 months old on February 29th. . . . Or would have if that day existed this year. The next day, Feb. 30th (March 2) she rolled over. And a week later she could scoot forward to get a toy. Granted it takes her 10 minutes to move a 12 inches, but it is forward movement. And it scares me a little. I don't need a mobile 4 month old. I'm more than happy to wait until she's 1 or even 2 years old before she starts moving around and getting into everything.
Anyway, Annie had her 4 month check up last Thursday and all went well, though she wasn't particularly fond of the shots. She weighs in at 14 lbs 8 oz (62%) and 25.5 inches (84%). That is exactly the same as Rachel was at her 4 month check up.

Annie has tried some rice cereal a few times...
and LOVES it. She can't get enough.
When I get the spoon anywhere near range she grabs my fingers or spoon or whatever she can hold to pull the food into her mouth.

Annie continues to be a happy, laughing girl:

She also loves anything with a screen.

"Whatchoo want? I'm emailing Grandma."

Rachel is getting to be a bit happier and more cooperative lately. She loves her little stuffed animal friends.
We've started a movie night tradition on Fridays and Rachel looks forward to it all week. Last week we made it into a special camp-in movie night complete with tent and sleeping on the floor of the living room.
Such fun.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

wishing

Rachel sat at her little table today eating a cupcake. After she had finished licking all the icing off the top of the cupcake she sat there pretending it was her birthday. She closed her eyes and said,"I wish I can have my very own puppy someday." Then blew on the cupcake like she was blowing out a candle. Very cute. She is so in to pretending everything these days. She calls me grandma half the time and tells me she's visiting with her 3 or 4 or 5 kids.
The other day she got out her paints and a coloring book and spent a good 15 minutes painting a "surprise." She kept telling me to close my eyes and that I couldn't peek because she was making a surprise for me. And she would run in to check that my eyes were, indeed, closed. I was cooking dinner at the time. She finally asked, "Are your eyes closed? Even when you're cooking?" So she caught on, I guess, that I wasn't completely following directions. After she finished painting my surprise, she came and showed it to me, and then proceeded to tell me that I had to paint her a surprise. When I sat down to paint she came and checked on her "surprise" every minute or two, and instructed me on which colors to use or not to use. Glad I could make her a surprise. :)
These times of her being cute help balance out the exasperating part of having a 3-year-old. Now that she's got language down pat, she pretends that she can't speak, or she talks in a little baby voice that is so annoying. She pretends to be a baby and wants to be carried all over, or wants to be wherever Annie is, whether it's on her play mat, in her Bumbo seat or her high chair and gets mad when I tell her I won't move Annie so she can be there because Annie only has a few toys she knows how to play with and Rachel has tons. Her stubbornness and having fits when she doesn't get her way and her ability to make huge messes while disobeying every rule in the house sometimes gets to me. But I try to remind myself she's learning and she won't be this age forever (thank goodness) and I should enjoy it. And I'm trying. :)