Jamie recently pointed out to me that I haven't updated the blog for a very long time, so I figured that it's time I post an update. The girls have been very spunky lately, and have been coming up with some pretty funny things to say. For example:
Mommy (driving home in the car after picking them up from daycare): "Olivia, how was your day?" Olivia: "I don't want to talk to you right now." Violet: "Mommy, I'll talk to you right now!"
Mommy (comforting Violet when she was crying at bedtime): "Violet, what's wrong?" Violet: "I--sob-sob--just--want to beeee---sob---whiny!"
They are also copying each other like crazy. Mealtimes are usually a challenge, and go something like this.
Daddy: "Olivia, please don't swish your spoon in your cup of milk."
Olivia: "Can I swish it in my chicken?"
Daddy: "No."
Olivia: "Can I swish it in my apples?"
Daddy: "No."
Olivia: "Can I swish it in my veggies?"
Daddy: "No."
(You get the point.) Then we repeat the exact same coversation with Violet because she starts sticking her spoon in her milk.
We feel like we spend half of our days in the bathroom. One of them usually has to go, followed by the other, and then repeat every 15 minutes (yes, they inherited small Thronson bladders).
It is fun to watch them play together though. They have figured out that they can reach their bedroom light switch now, so at bedtime after Daddy and I leave the room they turn on the light and sit on one bed together and look at books. We hear them clunking around in their room for an hour after "bedtime." We don't really mind it much as long as they stay in their room.
They are both in the preschool room at daycare pretty much full time now. They both went on a park walk last week with the preschool kids. Twice a week in the summer, the preschool kids walk to a park in the area. There is a long rope with rings on it, and all of the kids line up and hold onto a ring. I guess they both did really well, except there was a concrete truck by the park that scared Olivia a little bit. One of the older boys in the class took her hand and played with her. They are still trying to fully get the potty training down, although they no longer wear pull ups at all in the preschool room they still have a few accidents here and there.
I have been trying to follow the advice I received lately: "Just enjoy your kids. Every age brings its challenges, but someday you will wish you had these days back." I know this is a pretty common piece of advice, but I think it easily gets lost in the daily grind of things. I've been trying to take a deep breath and give the girls some extra patience, and then give them a great big hug and kiss. They are two-year-olds after all, and who can expect them to be perfect?