I've had a draft of this sitting around for a long time and with our trip coming up I want to get it out, ready or not, so here goes.
Damon is alternatively ridiculously cute and aggravatingly needy. He really wants to be grown up and do what everyone else is going and is very good at mimicking our behaviors. He sustains people at random times during church, folds his arms for prayers (and tries to end them early with his "nay-neh" version of "amen"), talks on toy phones, and loves playing on the iPad. My favorite is when he tries to put on his own shoes. He grabs his foot with his hand and tries to put it in his shoe.
He's starting to talk a little now, and will say things he hears often, like "no no no", and "sit down" (he always stands in his chair at dinner). He can also say "doggy" and "meow" (while snuggling up to you like a cat), but by far his favorite word is "mommy", which he says constantly as his word for "I want". It's a good thing no gypsy caravans have stopped by recently, because after 20,000 "mommy"s from a kid that won't stop following her around and tugging at her leg and getting into everything, Amber might have already started him on his circus career.
He is still constantly getting into everything. Trying to open drawers, grab things from countertops, put his fingers in things, you name it he does it. His most recent love is getting a stool, then opening the silverware and rearranging all the silverware. We've mostly given up on trying to stop this one because he loves it and it keeps him out of our hair for a few minutes and it's relatively simple to clean up.
The girls have started to play with him more, and every once in a while you run into the three of them all laughing hysterically about something. A few nights ago it was putting a blanket through the mail slot on the fold-up play house. Damon was laughing so hard he got the hiccups.
Carmen is... Carmen. It's always hard to write about Carmen because so much of her personality is hard to put into words and she's much more introverted and often defers to Olivia's whims so we don't get to see her shine as much. That said, she is definitely growing up and starting to assert herself a little bit and even stand up to Olivia on occasion.
She still has problems with her Rs and Ls, and still has her cute cheeks, so she is still certifiably cute in looks and mannerisms, but every once in a while I'm starting to see glimpses of her as less-cute, more-pretty older girl. She has never been into active learning like Olivia was, instead preferring a passive approach of watching and listening and figuring out things on her own. I feel like I haven't spent enough time teaching her the alphabet because she was never interested, but somehow she knows most of the letters and will even surprise us occasionally by reading a word.
That quiet introversion has always made her quirkily funny, but it also translates into a little bit of sneakiness. Carmen has an unhealthy obsession with my iPad. If given the option of going outside on a beautiful day to play with me, or sitting alone in a dark room with the iPad, the iPad would win no question. Recently I've found that when I come home from work and open the cover of my iPad it was left in a kids' game. Unbeknownst to Amber, Carmen has been sneaking into our room and playing on it. We'll have to keep an eye on this one.
She loves daddy and sticks to me like glue as soon as I get home (unless the iPad is an option). She is very sweet and snuggly and always wants me to pick her up and carry her everywhere, or wants to sit in my lap, or follow me to the bathroom, etc. She likes to do puzzles and play games like Chutes and Ladders, Candyland, Uno, and she's surprisingly good at Memory. Unfortunately, she often gets the middle child treatment and Olivia will be a stinker about turns or not winning or something, or Damon will come try to destroy whatever we're doing.
Speaking of stinkers, Olivia is growing up a little too fast for my liking. She's getting more independent and sassy, probably picking up a few tricks from kindergarten. She absolutely, positively must win or get more than someone else of whatever it is she's doing, whether playing a game, walking to the mailbox, or horseback riding on daddy. All of those examples are real situations that have resulted in meltdowns when I helped Carmen win, or gave Damon more rides. She's started this new thing where when she doesn't get what she wants, she'll hit or kick the object of her frustration (not very hard, it's still stick-girl Olivia we're talking about here) before storming away.
Overall, though, she is still a very good kid, easily one of the best in her kindergarten class in behavior and I assume in reading, too. She is extremely good at reading, testing to the end of the 1st grade level before they stopped her because she was reading too fast to remember and comprehend what she had read. Her ability to read has translated into a love of singing Christmas carols. Now that she can read the words from the song books, we often sing at the piano and afterwards she will sit by herself on the couch, singing Christmas carols to herself, reading all the verses. She's even sounded out some of the melodies on the piano on her own.
One thing that has never changed about Olivia is that she never stops talking. It's the first thing new babysitters mention when we get back, "Everything went fine... Olivia talks
a lot." She gets kind of offended when we tell her stop talking, but for our sanity it's not an uncommon occurrence. Luckily she's very forgiving, often switching from unhappy to giggling in just a few minutes. She also loves to make things with paper, like cards and drawings.
Recently she found herself in her room, not happy about something. While cooling down, she found a card that Amber had made for her, thanking her for the birthday present she had given to Amber several months earlier. Olivia was so touched by the card that she immediately felt better, and made a very sweet card for Amber, with pictures and glitter and a message something along the lines of "Thank you for what you taught me". After telling me this story, she showed me the thank-you card from Amber, then tucked it away in a folder and told me, "I'm going to keep my folders when I grow up and move away so I can remember these things."
And finally, some old quotations that were in another draft. There were a dozen more I wish I had written down, but these will have to do:
[Coming up to me with her crayon box]
Olivia: Carmen wants to put blood on all my skull heads.
Olivia: Who wants a punch in the face?
Olivia: I want to be mommy, not a kid
Me. It's good to be a kid too. Do you know what mommies have to do?
Olivia: Wash dishes and have babies.
[From bathroom]
Carmen: Mommy, come help me wash my hands!
[Within seconds, in perfect frustrated mommy voice]
Carmen: Mommy! Uggggh! How many times do I have to ask you?