Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Lillian

The baby of the family.


She's awfully adorable. Here she is with Nana on the Towpath Trail.


Lillian is the studier. We're going to have to get her DNA tested to see if they can make an anti-ADD medication from her genetic material. She gets the most intense look of concentration on her face and it just stays that way. Here she is, on the swings, captivated by her own shadow.

It turned out she did actually enjoy the swings quite a bit, once it got moving.

Lillian is not as quick to smile as her sister, earning the nickname Queen Elizabeth. The look of intense concentration can easily be mistaken for a bit of contempt and judgement. When she does flash her million-watt smile, though, it's totally worth it. Both of her bottom teeth are now fully through, making it that much cuter. She has an adorable squeaky laugh that usually needs to be tickled out of her. And, if you get her to smile or smirk just the right way, a dimple/divot appears on the left side of her mouth, right where Marilyn's mole was. Here's one of Lillian's winningest smiles.
Some of Lillian's favorite things include:
Washcloths.
Mom's hair.
Tags of various toys and blankets.
These are all good for grabbing and chewing on. One of her favorite games right now is to have someone flutter a blanket down over her. Before you can even say peekaboo!, though, she's grabbed the blanket off her face and is peering at you over the hem of it, grinning like a goof.
When she gets excited about things, she flaps her arms up and down and bangs her hands on her knees. She also (this might be my favorite thing ever) talks herself down after sneezes. Like a humming sigh.
Poor girl might be tone-deaf, though as she really appears to like my singing. A favorite is "When I'm 64." She is also totally enthralled by whistling as it produces both noise and a breeze!
Here is my new favorite picture of my youngest. Feel free to add your own caption.









Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Naomi

I figure we ought to let these girls have the spotlight to themselves every now and then.


Naomi's been so much fun recently. She's frighteningly mobile, even though she's not crawling yet. She pushes her arms to do a half-push-up (don't worry, honey, momma can't do the full plank ones either.) Then kicks her feet and lifts her butt in the air.When she really gets going, it looks like she's doing the worm. She rolls fast. She also spends a fair amount of time on her back, playing with and eating her toes.

Naomi favors several toys, including the stacking ball thing you see here:


Other winners are board books to chew on, and the playmats on the floor that are good for scratching at, catlike.


In an earlier blog comment, Kate noticed that Naomi might actually be a cannibal. She might be right. She likes few things better than chewing on her sister's head. Other than that, she's still pretty much a stinker about eating. Except when she does this:


"I'll take this here Puff. Thank you."

Moments later, this sticky, half-melted Puff was pasted to the side of her face, but nevermind.

She's earned the nickname Beavis, for her ridiculous giggle. Butthead just seemed wrong. Still, on occassion, she likes to shout out "Ha HA!" and crack us up. She also gives us the goofy grin you see in the picture below.
We also call her SnuggleBunny or VelcroMonkey because she really latches onto you when you hold her. She buries her face in the side of your neck and nuzzles. Of course, that might be more of the cannibal thing. At least she's a friendly cannibal.



She's also kind of a motion junkie and loves to be tossed around by Daddy. This, in turn, totally tweaks out the dog. Who Naomi still adores more than any other family member. Strangely, she does not try to eat the dog.



Here's a picture from earlier that sums her up quite well:


We'll do a Lillian post soon. (Okay, soon being a relative term, I guess.)

Saturday, August 14, 2010

9 months

It's been a while. Sorry!

Lots of excitement has kept us busy. Lots of humidity has kept us sweaty.

The girls have passed their 9 month marker. A smooth, shot-free doctor's appointment reveals that Naomi is now 17lbs8oz, and her giant sister Lillian is now 20lb12oz. Just as a reference, Naomi is now in the 50th percentile and Lillian in the 80th! Not for other babies born in January, near their due date, but for other babies born full term in November!
The 3 pound difference is stunning. Lifting Naomi is like tossing a pillowcase in the air. Lillian? Not so much. She is solid. Apparently she feels it, too, as she is much less mobile than her sister. We can't really leave Naomi in a room alone like we once could. We were packing the car last week and both girls were hanging out on the floor in the middle of the living room. When we returned, Naomi was like 8 feet away, hanging out with the oscillating fan. She's rolling and pivoting and trying so hard to scootch her way around. I think she'll be crawling soon.
Our packing was for good purpose, as we headed off to Columbus to visit Kate, Shane and adorable puppy Olive. We stopped first at the State Fair and the girls were treated to the sights, sounds and smells of the fairgrounds. They slept through part of it, of course. That's how they show us they really like something. While we were there. the girls considered some career options.
Naomi as culinary master:
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Lillian as Happy Equestrian:


Playtime is just getting better and better. The girls continue to be fascinated by eachother as much as their toys. My new favorite thing is when we sit them on opposite sides of the play gym you see in the background of this photo. They shake and rattle the toys for a minute and then...Lillian realizes that Naomi is right there and she ducks her head, peeking under the toys and smiles. Then they just giggle at eachother for a bit.


The girls (and we) survived our first overnight apart. Nana and Papa hosted the ladies so William and I could get away for a night. We talked about going somewhere but we were so thrilled to do dinner and a movie and sleep in that it would have been a waste. The girls were taken on guided garden tours and enjoyed pool time at Nana and Papa's Bed and Breakfast. A good time was had by all, apparently, as the grandparents have even volunteered to do it again sometime.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Lots of stuff!

HI!




Do you see what I see??

If you look very carefully, you'll see that Lillian has not one, but two little teeth! We've been seeing the first one for a week or so now, and just noticed the second this morning. She hasn't been particularly fussy, so we count ourselves lucky on that front. These teeth, more than most things, have been so hard. It's such a concrete sign of their growing up. All the other things have come relatively slowly, building day by day, until suddenly you realize that they are holding their head up, or sitting up. But with teeth--they're there, where they weren't yesterday. Naomi doesn't have anything breaking through yet, but she's chewing on anything she can and drooling up a storm, so I won't be surprised to see something soon.

But, she does have feet! And she loves them.


We've been madly busy as of late. We painted the kitchen. Here's William, hard at work, a mere two days before we threw a party at our house. Lots of people came over to help use celebrate our fifth wedding anniversary. Our consensus is that it's been a damn good five years. (Kitchen madness notwithstanding.)




We took the girls to a picnic at the Potter's Field--a place William discovered a few years ago. It's the county land where they bury unknown or indigent people. It's an idyllic little park that we can always count on having to ourselves. We let the dog run and pack a lunch and lay around, enjoying the quiet. The girls seemed to really enjoy it. You can see from the pictures that the girls are sitting up on their own now. They still wobble a bit, especially if something interesting happens over their heads.

Lillian's in yellow, Naomi in blue.



Roxy really wanted to be in the picture. Um, excuse me, dog.


Group portait:
Mass chaos:



We're enjoying our mass chaos.