The Girls Play!

So we have a new development around here with Ernie and her cousin BBJ- as of a week ago, they play together! They can now spend up to an hour getting into mischief, sharing snacks and drinks, playing "Boo", and being nice. It's amazing, and just in time for us all to scatter through the country. When they're tired, we get to see the old cousins- shrieking at the top of their lungs, temper tantrums on the floor, walking by and knocking each other over, stealing toys, etc. But that happy hour is magical- I've actually seen a tear come to Aunt LoLo's eyes as she watches our daughters play together.

I'm sorry the photos are blurry- my camera seems to be on its last legs and the flash no longer works. Makes for very blurry baby shots! Please excuse Ernie's lack of clothes- she had a very scary accident during that afternoon. With everything in the house moved around she's getting lots of new ideas about exploring and what's fun to do. She decided to empty all the board games she could reach off a bookshelf in the basement during a piano lesson, then climb up one shelf to get the last ones. The shelf she was hanging on to came off its pegs, she lost her balance, and the whole thing came down on top of her. My parents were here helping me pack, and Dad went down first. She had cried once, and was silent when he came down the stairs. She was completely freaked out, as were both my parents. Dad thought she had died, I thought she might have lost an eye because of where she was bleeding, Mom just saw the blood. It was chaos for the next couple minutes as I tried to calm her, clean and look at her eye, ice the bump on the back of her head, explain to my piano student why we were all rushing around with a screaming and bleeding baby, and Dad emptied every book shelf in the house and took them to Goodwill. Mom tried to take Ernie, but she wouldn't leave me. They were super cheap bookshelves- $15 from an office store, with cardboard backing. We'd always had them anchored, blocked so they couldn't fall all the way to the floor, or behind a locked door. But she escaped with a cut over her eye (visible in one of the pictures), a bump on the back of her head, and a dented "Cranium Collector's Edition" steel box lid that broke her head's fall (she'd already taken that game apart and spread the cards all around.) And now when she wants candy, she says "Owwwie" and rubs her eye, then looks at me expectantly. And each time I explain that she has an owie because she climbed a bookcase, and we don't climb bookcases. So, she has no pants because they were soaking in the sink and she didn't want to put any on.

Does anybody else begin to see the familial resemblance between these two sweet girls? Besides the obvious fact that they have different fathers, their mothers are almost genetically identical.

One more!!


Two for me!



I'll have two, too, please!

You mean we don't get any more?

They must have just meant no more for you, 'cuz you're so small...Dejection.