Cheating Times Two

And here is my second (and last! lol) post from my old blog:


Friday, February 2, 2007

19 months old
Yesterday you turned 19 months old. Is that really possible? I remember your birth like it happened last week, not 19 months ago. You were my smallest baby so far and we called you peanut, which the nurses thought funny since you were 8lbs3oz. After your older sister arriving at 10lbs4oz, you were small. It was weird putting newborn diapers on you and having them be roomy, with little chicken legs sticking out. Newborn clothes were big, too. Such a difference from your three older siblings.

And here you are, still smaller than the others at this age. You are wearing clothes that actually match your age. The shoes you are wearing are size 5½, exactly what your eldest brother wore at 10 months when he started walking. We'll find out next week exactly what your height and weight are when we go to the doctor.

It is simply amazing to watch you grow. Daddy and I think you are smarter than we remember the others being, but then again our memories aren't what they once were ; ) The faces you make are hysterical. When you say "See ya!" going out the door with Daddy, I can't help but smile. Your big blue eyes sparkle and little lips curl in the cutest smile. I keep wondering when your blonde curls will start getting darker. The attitude you sometimes display is far beyond what I would think a 19 month old would understand. We have all learned that you want what you want, when you want it, or those that defy will pay. Teaching you to share and learn patience is no easy task. It's amazing that you are different with your baby sister. It's like the older kids are here to serve you, but you seem to understand that you are to serve the baby. The way you stroke her head and give her the binky; the way you put the blanket on her; the way you understand she is hungry and mommy can't do something for you since she needs to feed the baby. I can only hope it continues and the two of you become best friends.

The skills you have already acquired amaze us. Even though you are the same size and only slightly older than your cousins you surpass them in so many things. What's even more funny are the looks you give them when they can't do what you are doing. You can't seem to figure out why they don't just hop on the tricycle and put their feet on the peddles. Climbing up the steps and going down the slide is second nature to you, yet they won't even attempt the first step. I wonder how much is you and how much is having older siblings to chase after that has you taking such challenges. You have brought so much joy into our lives. Running to the kitchen when you hear Daddy coming thru the door and jumping into his arms makes my heart melt. Hearing you giggle with your older sister brings an instant smile to my face. Watching one of your brothers help put on the shoes you insist on stomping around the house in, even if they are way to big for you. The fascination you have with other peoples' shoes is too funny. You seem to sniff out a new pair moments after they enter the house.

I have recently started to keep the binky from you except for nap and bedtime. You don't let on that it bothers you, but you have snuck up the stairs and pulled it from your crib a few times. The smile on your face when you see I notice cracks me up every time. It's clear that you understand humor. When your siblings sit down for dinner at the table you always climb up on a chair to join them, knowing they will start laughing because you are too little to sit there. Only when you are really hungry (which is rare) will you go directly to your highchair. It's amazing how you seem to grow while only eating air (or anything chocolate or sweet). You turn your nose up to: any vegetables, eggs, chicken, hotdogs, pasta. You love to eat: pancakes, applesauce, cereal, chicken nuggets, french fries, cookies, yogurt.

It is so much fun to watch you grow. I can only imagine the skills you will pick up over the next 19 months, and I am looking forward to every day of it. I love you my Charlotte Rose!