Miss Grabby Hands

I snapped this picture on June 23.  Solveig is figuring out what her hands are all about.  She's started grabbing toys and bringing them to her mouth.  She's got a couple stuffies that she likes to hug.  I'm loving every baby minute but she sure is growing up fast.

Thumbsucker?

It seems we have a thumbsucker on our hands.  I'm not sure how I feel about it.  I'm hoping it's just a phase and not something I'll have to break out the duck tape for in the future.

A fairy was born tonight

That is if you believe Tinkerbells story that "When a baby laughs for the first time a fairy is born".  Sofia was being silly for Solveig tonight and she giggled.  It was one of the best sounds I have ever heard in my life!  Luckily Grant and I were both here to witness it.  Sofia was a very proud big sister for being the recipient of the first giggle.  I look forward to many many more.

3 months

Sadly this is the best picture I could get.  In frame 1 Maizie is picking her nose.  In frame 2 Maizie is picking Solveigs nose. In frame 3 Maizie is kissing Solveig and somehow managing to obscure all 3 of their faces...
Sofia and Maizie surprised me by choosing to wear their big sister shirts on June 17.

I'm a numbers kinda girl.  I like them.  They are definite.  They are factual.  They are concrete.  The numbers are telling me that Solveig and Maizie are very different babies.  I am finding it so interesting that two girls fed the same diet can be so different.  Genetics fascinate me.  Because I'm a numbers girl I weigh my babies to give me concrete proof that they are healthy and growing.

Solveig at 3 months weighs 16 lbs 3 oz and is 25" long.

Maizie at 6 months weighed 16 lbs 3 oz and was 26" long.

Shall I start a baby pool to see when Solveig will weigh the same as Maizie?

Maizie & Solveig

3 months old

Oh geez!

Last night Solveig rolled from her back onto her front... yes that's right her back to her front.  At 12 weeks! She's not even 3 months old yet.  I am glad that Grant and I were both here to witness it.  I was hoping that it was a fluke but no such luck, she did it again a couple of times today.  She had never even attempted to get up on her side.  That was the first time I had seen her roll onto her side and I was all excited about her being on her side when she flipped right over.  Tonight I put her on her play mat and she has worked her way around it, turned 180degrees and counting, by rolling onto her side and wiggling.  I'm not ready for a mobile baby....

Thoughtful Preschooler

A combination of words I wasn't sure was possible but our Sofia proved me wrong (yet again).  On Tuesday night Grant had double booked himself and was unable to take her to soccer practice.  Sofia was VERY upset. She 'ugly' cried to express her displeasure and wasn't shy about telling me that she wanted Daddy and no me to take her.  I'll admit that we gave her the option of staying home but we encouraged her to make the best of the situation.  After a warm up and one drill Sofia turned to me and said "I'm sorry that I was crying and sad because I wanted Daddy to come with me.  I'm having fun with you and you can come whenever you want".  I was so shocked and happy with her. What big girl thoughts and words from a just turned 4 year old!

A few weeks ago the swings disappeared from our local park.  Sofia has been asking me where they went to and since I didn't know I said that we should call city hall to ask them.  On Wednesday when Grant asked her what she wanted to do that day she replied "Call 'silly' hall and ask them where the swings in the park are."  Grant suggested rather than calling we go in person.  Sofia and I walked into city hall hand in hand and while we waited for our turn she she practiced what she was going to ask "Where did the swings in Herm William park go to".  When it was our turn she asked the lady in a confident voice.  The lady informed us the chains were defective and being fixed and asked Sofia her name.  Then the lady said she would tell the workers to hurry up because Sofia wants the swings back so she can play!  I was so proud of Sofia.

Tonight Sofia was reaching on the counter (not technically allowed) and knocked a pile of things.  I said crossly "What are you doing?"  She said trying to get this book and I told her to leave the kitchen.  She didn't respond and when I turned around to question her, she said "Mum is it ok if I clean up the mess I made before I go in the other room?"  ... I mean, seriously, who is this kid!?!!?!  PLEASE let some of this thoughtfulness last through her teenage years.