*Tonight, I asked you to entertain Benson while I worked on the dishes. You really put all of your effort into making your little brother happy. It's so fun to hear you interact with him. When you came back in the kitchen I told you thank you for helping me and you said, "Well, I do what I can." and walked away. :)
*During art class last week at the Beckstroms, you guys were playing with Perler Beads when I came to pick you up. You had used yours to make a little boy that looked just like you. You had your boy wearing overalls, just like you were that day. BreAnn asked you what the yellow line in the middle of the overalls was, and you said, "It's where I pee out of." She awkwardly said, "Oh really?" And you said, "Yeah, see??" And proceeded to point to your lower half. She thought you meant something other than the gold zipper running down the overalls. :)
*You are trying so hard to like what I cook for dinner. :) You have always had a hard time eating things you don't like, or don't think you'll like. I don't know what it is, but in the last little while you seem to be making a conscious effort to be more complimentary of my cooking. So you'll taste a bite of something and with a grimace say, "Oh hey! This is good! I love this!" and then promptly ask me "How many bites do I need to have?" Ha!
*You tend to get really down on yourself when you fail at something. You want it to be perfect the first time, and it's hard for you to mentally pick up the pieces and try again, although you are consistently improving at being mentally tough. I think the times when you get most down on yourself is when you feel you have disappointed me. If I get after you for something, especially something you know you shouldn't have done/could have done better/did badly on purpose etc you tend to feel really guilty and get really down on yourself.
Gwen
*You have had a bit of a cold recently and have been sad to miss out on church, home school group and dance. But you'll always say, "I really want to go, but I don't want to get my friends sick. I'd guess I'd better stay home." It's been hard for you not to hold and kiss on Benson!
*You, like Lindy, have this thing with sleeping in Mom and Dad's room. It seems like every morning, I wake up to find you on the floor of our bedroom.
*You are getting better at not lying. For instance, if I ask you if you wet the bed, instead of immediately saying "Nope", you'll put your finger to your mouth and say, "Let me think about that". Sometimes you'll say, "It's just water" but if I push you and remind you not to lie, you'll reluctantly tell me that "Ok, I did pee the bed. But only a little and I didn't mean to!"
*You try SO hard to be patient with your sister. You two fight so much, but you love each other so much too. You really try and work with her, share with her, include her, but once she crosses a line (usually by using your lip gloss without asking, or deliberately breaking something of yours) you snap and there's lots of yelling and tears. I always feel bad that I have to punish you as well as Lindy in these instances. Because even though you may have ended up screaming at her and sometimes worse, I know how far you let Lindy push you, and I think you handle it remarkably well.
*You continue to be at ease with any group of people. I used to worry a little because sometimes in a big group, you'd run off to be by yourself and be perfectly content to play on your own. But the more I watch you interact with your friends, the more I am in awe of your confidence. You draw people to you and you radiate happiness.
Lindy
*You are such a ying and yang of sassy and sweet. I feel like we have had a resurgence of the terrible twos lately. You'll do something really frustrating (like getting into Vaseline and rubbing it all over the house) and I just want to scream, and the next thing I know, you're doing something incredibly sweet or funny (like quoting "Elf" in your own Lindy-ese and giving me the most radiant smile! Or singing "Edelweiss" to Benson) It's exhausting.
*You love Benson so much, so it was a real trial for you when you got croup right before Christmas and you couldn't kiss or hold him. It was so hard for you to understand and we had to get after you several times, which always made you feel sad.
*You are really phasing out your afternoon naps in earnest. This is such a dreaded time for me. The more I fight it, the most frustrated we both are. I suppose I should just embrace it and let you play in your room and cross my fingers you get the hang of "quiet time" sooner than later. But you still need those naps, and if you don't sleep you are so ornery the rest of the day.
*80% of your sleeping occurs in Mom and Dad's bed/room. Not to say that you sleep with Mom and Dad. If you do nap, it's in Mom and Dad's bed. At bedtime, after we go through the routine in the girl's room, you ask if you can fall asleep in Mom and Dad's bed. Then when Dad goes to bed, he picks you up and puts you in your bed. But inevitably at some point in the night, you come back into our room and end up sleeping either on the recliner or on the floor. It's so crazy to me. I'm sure you'll phase it out at some point.
*You have another little cold, and whenever you get a cold, it inevitably seems to turn croupy. Tonight you woke up coughing while I was still at the computer and so we went outside to breathe in the night air and then I snuggled you in bed for a bit. I took some time to marvel at your beautiful eyelashes, eyes, nose, perfectly formed lips, and those super kissable cheeks. Oh, they were so nice to snuggle! I told you how wonderful you are, with many different adjectives, and with each compliment you would shake your head up and down in agreement. I hope you're always confident about yourself!
Benson
*You are such an angel baby! I couldn't have asked for a better behaved baby. *knock on wood* You sleep when you're supposed to sleep, eat when you're supposed to eat, and when you're awake you're just as pleasant as can be. It's such a JOY to be your mother. I wish I had another 24 hours in a day just to dote on you.
*You have sleepy eyes. Even when you are wide awake, people will comment that you look like you're about to fall asleep.
*You are my first baby that doesn't like pacifiers. I was worried about this at first, but it's actually quite freeing. And you're so pleasant that you don't even need one. You do like to suck on your upper lip sometimes, and if you can find your hands, you like to slobber on those sometimes too.
*You are such a chunk! You usually outweigh babies several months older than you, and I keep having to pull out bigger clothes and diapers! You are a bit older than 4 months (as of Jan.10) and you are comfortably in 9 month clothing.
*Whenever it's time for you to take a nap, I can't bear to just wrap you up and lay you down. I love to have those few minutes to sing to you and stare into your eyes. Sometimes you fight it a bit, but it doesn't take long for you to realize you're tired. You always snuggle your face into the chest or arm of the person who is holding you till you'd think you couldn't breathe anymore! It's like you just need your face to be covered, and then you really start to doze off.
*You are my first baby who won't take a bottle. We haven't been exhaustive in our efforts, but as of now, you won't take one. It's a little frustrating because that means I am really tethered to you. Most of the time, that suits me just fine. But every now and then, it would be nice to leave you with a sitter for longer than 2 hours and know that you wouldn't get hungry.
*You are showing no interest in rolling over or sitting up or anything in that direction. I LOVE it! :) You are just this ball of cuddly, happy, chub who likes to snuggle into your shoulder when you hold him and sits almost perfectly still when I hold him while I eat or check my email etc. Ahhh...I know this will be short lived, so I'm really soaking it in.
*You do love to jump though. When you're really excited, you want to jump in my lap. However, you're so heavy that your legs can't support all of that weight, so it turns into quite the arm workout for Mommy!
*The noises you make are decidedly male. Your laughs and grunts already sound so manly. :)
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