My Little Girlies

Since my mom saved all of my toys from childhood, and I have some of them here, a treat for K. is to let her play with my My Little Pony collection.  (P.S. Sorry for N’s lack of an outfit—I had her try on a shirt I was making so I could adjust the straps, and since bedtime was close I just left her in her diaper rather than putting on clothes). N. contemplates her pony: “You’re not getting me in this picture, right Mom?  Just the ponies?  I don’t want to be in the picture.” 

   K: “Are you done with the camera yet?”

N: “Blech.  Pony hair.”

“Must…get…to…ponies…”Did I mention that little N. can push up?  She looks like she might take off at any moment.  I don’t know that she will, but she sure makes a convincing show of trying.

In other news, N. just had her six month checkup.  She’s just over 26 inches tall and is a meaty 17 pounds, 11 ounces.  I compared her records with those of K, and they seem to be growing similarly.  K. was an inch taller at birth and a pound (plus an ounce) heaver; they still had a pound and an inch difference at 4 months and now at 6 months.