Natalie has the shortest arms. Amazingly, her reach turns into something Stretch-Armstrong-style when food on the table is not within her grasp.
A few nights ago I was getting the girls ready for
tubby-time. I asked Hannah to take her
pants off and started singing my own version of ‘Pants on the Ground’. Hannah’s Response: “Ewww. Mommy…no.
No pants on the ground. The
ground is dirty.”
The balloons from Natalie’s birthday party are still
kinda/sorta alive and we have congregated them to one section of the living
room. One balloon in particular lost
more air than the others, it’s been hanging low. This damn balloon followed me around the
house for two days, no joke! Every time
I was in the living room, dining room or kitchen, it was right next to or
behind me. It was starting to drive me
mad. Only when I went to slap it away did
I realize that this balloon was a sign…it’s a heart balloon with the words
“you’re so special”. After processing
for a few seconds I realized, I am special damn it! Hahaha.
Natalie is now laughing with purpose. When I went into her room to get her the past
two mornings I knelt down and lifted up the bumper pad to talk to her instead
of my usual addressing her from the top of her crib. When I lifted the bumper pad I said “pssttt”
and when she found me, she cracked up! I
love it!
Two nights ago I had a dream that I was hiking, alone. I came across a creek with a sandy
embankment. Three turtles, one large and
two small, were making there way towards the water. To me it symbolized Ben, Hannah &
Natalie. Here’s what it means to dream
of a turtle:
My bear cub has short arms, too. I've started custom making her long sleeve tops instead of hemming the sleeves on her sister's hand-me-downs. She has short legs, too, but I think my long leg genes have balanced out how short they would be (at least somewhat) as some of her 2T tops she can actually wear 2T bottoms with. Most are too long though.
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