I love to try to capture my children at a certain age so I can look back in a few years and remember what these days were like.
Olivia will be three in less than a month. She has been waking up in the middle of the night and completely changing her pajama's. She doesn't wake anyone else up when she does it - but each morning she's in a completely different outfit than the one she was in when I put her to bed. Or she's completely naked under her blankets.
She's also started shortening words. Like creating her own slang. It cracks me up. Instead of saying sorry, a lot of times she will just say, "Sor". And potty has become "potta" or just "pot". I have no clue where she gets this stuff. She's also a little ham. Yesterday we were playing dress up. She was a "beautiful princess". We had made some popcorn she was eating, and she looked at me and said, "Mmmm, the bad witch made this popcorn me." And I said, "Oh no a bad witch??" And she said, "Yeah, and it's not poi -- uuuughh" And fell over pretending to be dead. At which point Abigail dropped her book she was reading, stood up, made a similar dying sound, and fell beside her sister. What a production.
Abigail still doesn't talk much. She gets her point across very well. With grunts and pointing, and some inventive use of sign language. I was reading my blog from when Olivia was this age and she had 30 words she used that were recognizable, and was adding words every day. I had pretty much stopped counting because I couldn't keep up with how fast her vocabulary was growing. And I won't lie. My heart was puffed up with pride in Olivia's extensive vocab. I now realize Olivia spoke because she wanted to. It had nothing (or at least little) to do with me and everything to do with her. I try to do the same things with Abigail and she just doesn't see a need to use words. Sometimes I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that Olivia never slept as a baby. Her naps were only 45 minutes at 15 months. Abigail naps for about 3 hours a day. She is mostly happy. She still uses her binkie. She loooves to read books. And rip books. And take anything she can away from her sister.
I love watching them play together. Sometimes I can't believe we made sisters. It's just a crazy feeling, realizing we are a family. We are creating this little family and it's so fun. And exhausting. But mostly fun.