Just short of her 18 month mark, Anne began walking! She took her first official steps at my parents' house on the day after Christmas. She walked from Jamie to me and took about 8 steps. She didn't do much else until New Years Eve when she walked a full 15 steps - which we captured on this video, (which is pretty adorable by the way):
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
sibling rivalry
I've been so busy congratulating myself on raising such congenial siblings that I didn't even notice when things started to go south around here. Anne's favorite new word is "MINE!!!". I swear that I have never heard Harrison use that word (and why would I because everything around here is his) but it is now the most spoken word in his vocabulary. I have become so in tuned to Anne's shrieks and shrills that I can now successfully identify the cry that indicates that Harrison has taken something from her. Being the smart kid that he is, he has learned to immediately replace it with another object (usually whatever is in reach). Our day goes pretty much like this:
Anne shrieks for the 1000th time and yells "mine!".
I yell from the kitchen "Harrison, give that back."
I walk in to find Harrison handing her a dirty sock, shoe, or some other useless object.
She starts screaming while he is clinging desperately to some object that he has shown absolutely no interest in for 2 years.
Don't get me wrong, my children absolutely adore each other. Harrison has started saying that Mommy, Daddy, Baby Annie, and Cabo are all his best friends "because we are family." and I truly believe him. Harrison does not want to take a bath unless Anne is taking one with him, and Anne's favorite past time is to entertain Harrison. He thinks that she is the funniest thing around. But, this is another one of those stages that I haven't experienced before and am having to learn how to handle. For now, lets just suffice it to say that I asked Santa for a pair of earplugs in my stocking.
PS - Speaking of siblings, I was asking Harrison the other day if he wanted any more brothers and sisters (JUST making conversation). He said that he wanted another brother and another sister. We then started talking about babies and how mommies grow the babies in their tummies and how I had baby Anne in my tummy. Harrison said, "did you eat the baby?" I thought that was actually pretty clever since how else would a baby get in my tummy? Naturally I said yes (b/c I didn't want to get into it with a 3 year old.)
This is a picture from happier times: sniff, sniff.
Anne shrieks for the 1000th time and yells "mine!".
I yell from the kitchen "Harrison, give that back."
I walk in to find Harrison handing her a dirty sock, shoe, or some other useless object.
She starts screaming while he is clinging desperately to some object that he has shown absolutely no interest in for 2 years.
Don't get me wrong, my children absolutely adore each other. Harrison has started saying that Mommy, Daddy, Baby Annie, and Cabo are all his best friends "because we are family." and I truly believe him. Harrison does not want to take a bath unless Anne is taking one with him, and Anne's favorite past time is to entertain Harrison. He thinks that she is the funniest thing around. But, this is another one of those stages that I haven't experienced before and am having to learn how to handle. For now, lets just suffice it to say that I asked Santa for a pair of earplugs in my stocking.
PS - Speaking of siblings, I was asking Harrison the other day if he wanted any more brothers and sisters (JUST making conversation). He said that he wanted another brother and another sister. We then started talking about babies and how mommies grow the babies in their tummies and how I had baby Anne in my tummy. Harrison said, "did you eat the baby?" I thought that was actually pretty clever since how else would a baby get in my tummy? Naturally I said yes (b/c I didn't want to get into it with a 3 year old.)
This is a picture from happier times: sniff, sniff.
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