Jack was a whirling dervish today. Dancing and singing and this evening he ran 21 loops around the downstairs. We counted. In the midst of his dervish-ness, though, he was sweet and snuggly and lovey, to us and to his sister. I simply love watching him play with her, give her positive attention. It makes me think this whole crazy venture of parenting two will pay some dividends in the end...
We got a new, large-piece-of-plastic toy for Ives at the resale yesterday, a little "doorway" of a little house, with a gazillion different light-up interactive features. She loves it and so does Jack. Today he enjoyed delivering the mail and changing the day/night wheel so he could pretend to sleep and then wake up. He and Ivy spent some time playing together, facing each other in the doorway. Ivy enjoyed imitating him and laying down when he did, so that their heads were touching. She would just giggle and giggle and rub her head on his and it was So. Stinking. Cute.
We were too busy watching this scenario unfold, and then being ordered to lay down and go to sleep, ourselves, to get any pictures. But here are the sweet siblings later in the day:
And here is the girlie at 41 weeks:
Our mini-spring has left us; a delightful wintry mix is coming down outside and covering the world in slush. Sigh. Stay warm, all...
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