I knew once I wrote this post, you would just be so excited to see my sister and I in the same sleeper that my girls both have worn. Wait no more, gentle reader. Here are the pictures, in chronological order.
Me, with my Grandma (the grandma that N. is named after):
Little J. and big J. Yeah, the girl cheesin’ it for the camera is me. You laugh, but look how much my little sister is interested.
The K:
And last, but definitely not least, the N:
N, wearing a super-cute outfit from our friend A, who moved recently. We still miss her so much!
And an attempt at the sisters. The littler one cooperated, looked at the camera, and smiled. The one who actually understands words? Not so much on the following of directions.
Despite my own upbringing with limited hair accessories, I like to decorate the hair/heads of my children. I think it’s more because I like the excuse to craft, rather than being particularly attached to accessorizing (unlike an unnamed friend of mine who greets me not with “hello” but with “where is N’s headband?”). The newest craft I’ve wandered into making are the so-named “korker” ribbons popular with toddlers and cheerleaders. I was certain that I would set my house aflame or at least melt ribbon all over my oven, but alas I did not, and I have some finished products to show for my work.
Here are K’s pigtails with ribbons. She likes the way they bounce when she turns her head from side to side.
And N’s ribbon, attached to a headband. I made a couple of others, too, but I’ll spare you the millions of photos. You get the idea.
One of my mom’s favorite characters is Snoopy (who, since I don’t use names on the blog, we will hereafter refer to as “S”—kidding). The following is a sleeper that both my sister and I have worn, and now both K. and her sister have worn it as well.
Chillin’ in her chair before bedtime.
Are you, gentle reader, getting good at telling which baby is which?
I will attempt to acquire and scan in the photos of my sister and I in the same sleeper. I know you wait with baited breath.
After playgroup on Tuesday, the girls were just hanging out. I have acquired some new “hair accessories” for N. (I use that term loosely, as she doesn’t really have hair so much so they’re more like “head accessories.”)
Here’s the before:
And the after. She’s all coordinated.
“Mmm, not sure how I feel about this.”
And of course, K. wanted in on the accessorizing (“Hair…band…flower”).
“Hey, I look pretty cute!”
K. played in front of the mirror for a while, admiring.
N, wearing an outfit from her cousin. N. smiles daily, now, and I can almost always make her smile. It always warms my heart—there are few things as wonderful as baby smiles!
K. was in a silly mood after church.
Sweet girls:
N. and her friend D, who gave her the dress she’s wearing (and who is one of the best baby snugglers I know).
The girls’ great Auntie D has been busy knitting, and made the girls matching socks! Too cute! I admire anyone who knits well. Sure, I’ve made a couple of dishcloths. And then I made a small, play dishcloth for K’s kitchen because I got too bored/distracted to make it any bigger. And I made a scarf for my mom once…well, started making a scarf. I gave up about 10 inches into it and gave it to K. to use as a blanket for her dolls. All that to say, if I had the skills to knit socks (which I don’t. I can’t purl or knit in the round), it would be a miracle for me to complete a sock, and I would likely never make it’s mate, to say nothing of a set for the other daughter.
So my girls are lucky to have their special Aunties who can make precious, homemade goods for them.
K’s socks. I don’t know how Auntie D. did it, but they’re a perfect fit! Please pardon K’s funny face…and funny outfit. I’m proud of the fact that my daughter can change her own clothes at will.
(Sorry about the spit-up stains in the picture)
Two girls, happy in their swing. Yes, they make similar faces and have a few shared features, but close-up they have a lot of differences. They’re both wearing long sleeves, though, so you can’t tell a seasonal difference. Do you, gentle reader, still know which is which?
And just for giggles, here they both are, grumpy in the swing:
I love this beautiful little girl so much!
Just chillin’—such a cool baby! (Plus, I’m obsessed with the fact that her tiny jacket has tiny little pockets in it.)
“Yeah…about those pictures you’re posting of me…”
P.S Bonus points, gentle reader, if you get why I chose this title.
In case you’re not sure of the lyrics to Old McDonald, here they are (as interpreted by Kate):
“E I E I O / Cow moo cow moo cow moo farm / E I E I O.”
Just a nice, relaxing of Saturday of the girls playing together.
“Who, meeee? Have a tantrum? Never! Just look at how sweet I am!”
Perhaps K. has a future as a pro wrestler. She loves wrestling with Daddy, and N. is even getting in on the action.
