Baby Steps

Eva’s burnt finger has healed nicely, but she still insists on wearing a “Dora” band-aid.  Some kind of new accessory, I guess.  It amazes me how fast they grow.  In some ways Eva is a budding preschooler, in others, she’s still a toddler.  She can usually articulate what she wants now, though sometimes I have to translate for others who aren’t around her as much, because of her pronunciation.  She’s in size 6 diapers now (the largest available), and wears all 2T clothes, though the pant legs are still a bit long.  Amanda is filling out her size 3 diapers now, and wearing 6 to 9 month clothes.  Thank goodness we saved all of Eva’s and the seasons were pretty much the same, because we haven’t had to buy her hardly any winter clothes. 

 

She may be growing like a weed, but Eva sometimes still wants to be treated like a baby.  Soon after we moved, Eva started wanting to be carried and held a lot, just like Amanda.  When she sees us carrying Amanda, she’ll come up to us with outstretched arms and a forlorn plea, “I hold you!”  Dave was getting tired of having to carry her everywhere when she could easily walk, so he tried a little reverse psychology by saying, “I’m glad you want to be carried like a baby. I want to hold you, too!”  But Eva just started repeating after him, so now she says, “Hold you, too!”  I think there might be a little jealousy that the baby gets held so much, so I’ll let her crawl up on the couch while I’m nursing and let her pat and kiss the baby, and give her a hug.  Usually that’s enough for her, and she’ll soon get down and go about her business, but there are times when she regresses, usually when she’s tired.