You know, this is called "For the Grandmas," but I'm not convinced that the grandmas check this blog regularly. Which is fine, because I don't post regularly! But maybe I'll try to get some pictures up at least once a week, just to see if anyone notices. . .
The girls are growing up fast. So very fast. Especially Ella. I swear she's still a newborn, but no, she's a crawling, standing, cruising 8 month old who even communicates! Not much, mind you, she can only sign "more." And I think she might have signed "milk" today, but I'm not sure. The point is, she is learning how to ask for what she needs, and I couldn't be happier about it. She learned how to give "5" on Sunday, and yesterday she learned how to find Mom's nose. She also "combs" my hair (swipes a comb near my face), but not her own. How fitting, as she has none. She'll give you a kiss if you ask nicely, and she'll give you a hug if she's in a cuddly mood (Julia never had cuddly moods, so this is delightfully new to us).
Just look at this face. This is what I get to see every day.
How about now? Doesn't that smile just brighten your day?
Her favorite position is standing, preferably next to Julia. The one problem with this is she doesn't know how to get back down, so she has to whine for help or fall. Though, I did see her get down gracefully yesterday, so maybe we're learning. I had forgotten how much abuse their poor little heads get from all this learning to crawl, stand, and walk business. It's pretty sad, actually. Here's a little video.
Julia is growing up, too. She answers "why" questions with real answers now. Before it was, "Why did you do that?" "Because I did." That sort of thing. I'm thinking I'll have to use this against her when she starts asking the tough "Why" questions. Anyway. She is also learning a lot about the world around her and how things work together. She's always telling me about things she has learned, like "Milk comes from cows, and eggs come from chickens." We can sit and have the funniest little conversations, and I love it. She's becoming more like a kid than a toddler.
And, of course, she's obsessed with potty humor. "Bum" makes it into an astounding percentage of our conversations.
She's also quite excited about her birthday. She has a list of what she wants, she's agonizing over the big cake decision, and we're trying to decide if we want a friends party or just family. (I'm leaning towards just family. Because it's easier. Is that bad?) I can't believe she's almost 3. Where did the time go?!
And, of course, a little video. An interview gone wrong. (I got a better "interview" with her afterward, but it's almost 4 minutes long, which is too long for the blog. If you really want it, I'll send it to you.)
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