How Ladybug's entourage has grown. Now when she sneaks upstairs in the nightly bedtime jailbreak, she carries yellow, panda, a sippy cup, her green minky quilt and her monkey. And her "bebug", except that she hid it from her sister last week and forgot where it is.
The way AngelBaby looks up at me from her crib when I first walk in. Her eyes engage mine and her face splits into a huge beaming smile. I unwrap her blanket and she stretches, pushing her arms up over her head, pulling her knees up high and arching her back.
The way the big girls love to play "house" lately. They take turns being Mother, the baby and the dog. Or sometimes me and daddy are the children. Or they take care of their dollies with a surprising tenderness.
Ladybug pats my face and say "that's a keeper!" (from the movie Bolt)
Butterfly will wake up from naptime before her sisters and come work in the office with me to do her "homework" (a learning numbers dry erase book).
My special "talktime" with Butterfly at bedtime, when we talk about all the things she did today. I've tried it with Ladybug but she's still too wiggly and doesn't understand yet.
When we drop Butterfly off at her gymnastics lesson, Ladybug gets bouncing off the walls excited that she get to "go errands" with me. I love how she says it and that she sees it as her special time with me. Or it could be that she can usually convince me to buy her a donut.
The way Ladybug shares her special blankets with the baby.
How Butterfly can get the baby to laugh better than anyone. I love her laugh!
The way AngelBaby plays with her hands. It's as if she's gently and delicately discovering them all over again, every time.
When Butterfly answers me by saying, "why but of course Mother". and to make it even better, she does it with a curtsy.
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