I was sitting in bed, trying to go to sleep when I just got the urge to update the old blog. I was feeling a little sentimental watching the girls sleep, realizing that time is going by quickly and wanting to remember every inch of them. Maybe I'm just missing their Daddy and it's making me emotional. Either way, there it is. As they are getting older, their little personalities are beginning to develop and they are also really starting to look different. So here are a few observations I've made.
Lily
Lily's smile will light up the darkest corner. She is not just a ray of sunshine, she is the whole ball of fire. She's so easy going, happy and lovable and just as cute as a button. Rosie may have gotten the blue eyes, but Lily got the eyelashes. She entertains herself and loves to use her hands. She will grab at anything she can. She wasn't the first to roll over but she was the first to try. Lily is pretty content to hang back and let Rosie do all the work. Although she can rolly with the best of the polly's. She will roll herself all the way across the room. She wasn't as keen on eating solids at first but after a couple of weeks, she can hold her own and grabs at my hand already wanting to hold her own spoon. She knows her way around a banana. She is charismatic and charms everyone she meets within the first 10 seconds (usually not even that long). I find myself looking forward to seeing her smile every morning...it makes things that much easier. I call her Lily Pad or Lily Bear or sometimes squirt. She is going to be the lovable charmer, always surrounded by lots of admirers.
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| Rollin' with her homies |
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| Chillax |
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| Peeeaas... |
Rosie
Where Rosie doesn't smile as easily as Lily does, her smile is no less amazing. She makes you work for a smile, which makes it that much sweeter to get one. Rosie is a little more particular than Lily, and likes attention and for things to be a certain way. That's a diplomatic way of saying she is quite fussy. However, she is a leader. She is a determined little thing and nothing is going to stop her. She is working hard on crawling, even though she may jump right to walking as badly as she wants to be on the move. She was a champ from the get go on eating her solids and she definitely has more cute, little baby fat rolls than Lily. Since she was born I've always said she was the more dainty one, maybe because she was smaller. However the only thing dainty about this little firecracker are her delicate features. She will definitely be a beauty when she gets older, certainly giving her Daddy a reason to worry. She will also be willful and independent, although I do kind of see her as being a Mama's girl right now and I am quite alright with that. I love seeing her smile at me like I'm the only person in the world that matters right then. I call her Squidgy or Squidget because she is so squirmy and that's always the first word I think of; and when she was just born we would call her Squeaks, because that's the noise she made instead of crying. Look out for Rosie, she's small but mighty.
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| Typical Rosie face |
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| Yes, those are peas in my hair. Are you gonna finish that? |
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| Trying to crawl |
I have to pinch myself quite often of how lucky I am to have been given the children I have. How lucky I am to have the privilege of having two babies. My heart swells beyond capacity for them and for being twins, you couldn't get two more different babies. But I love them just the same.
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| Sister love...they hold hands often. |
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| ...and the love is gone. Lily kicking Rosie in the bum. This is why they needed separate cribs. |
