We're chugging along here in parenting of two.
It's unfathomable to me that I was pregnant with Anna Helen at this point in Robbie's life. What were we thinking?
I guess we were thinking she'd sleep through the night like he does.
That she'd chow down on anything we gave her.
That she'd be all smiles and easy going.
Two out of three ain't bad!
AH is learning how to do the "real" crawl after a couple of months of army crawling. I guess we'll have to start sweeping the floor now instead of fastening a Swiffer to her stomach.
She's a finicky eater. Likes to eat. Wants to eat MY food, not her food. Except for fruit. She hates fruit.
Her teachers called her "the mayor" the other day. She LOVES other babies and older kids in particular. She's very interested in touching them. And everything.
AH has NO boundaries, is STRONG and isn't scared of anything. She's thinking about pulling up already and in her activeness is starting to lose those squishy Michelin-baby legs. I wouldn't be shocked if she's walking in two months. Oif.
Onward and upward.