Growing up

Camille seems to be changing over night. It kind of makes me sad, okay so that is a lie, it makes me really sad. She is growing up. I know that’s life but she is growing so fast. She is now eating like a champ. As long as it is veggies mixed with a little bit of bananas. She loves it. She eats peas, green beans, carrots and sweet potatoes. We have also tried pears and peaches but from tasting them myself I have found them to be tart. We will continue to try though. I forgot how much the poop changes when they start eating. It surprised me so much the first one I got. It went from being very runny and smelling like spoiled milk to a lot more solid and smelling like really awful garbage. The other day I was trying to get the kids out of the house and was in the out of the fridge getting snacks and such. I smelled rotten eggs but thought it was the fridge because the dyed Easter eggs were in there (you know how those smell pretty bad). As I put Camille in her car seat I realized the terrible smell was coming from her. My sweet baby smelled like a rotten egg. She is nursing a lot less too. I think this is the part that makes me the saddest. I have enjoyed nursing her so much. Getting an excuse to cuddle 6-8 times a day is just amazing. Also knowing that I can comfort away any troubles she has is the best feeling. She is growing up and boy do I hate it.

Avery amazes me every day. She is just talking so much and the things that come out of her mouth make me stop and think, “where did that come from?” The Easter bunny brought her a T-ball set. She was so excited and proud. We drew chalk bases on the drive way and off she went. She loved hitting the ball and running (she is running so well now too) the bases over and over again. Every time before she hits the balls though she says, “watch out!” So cute. Yesterday it rained and as she was watching the rain from inside she said, “need new bases.” The Easter bunny also brought her a new puzzle. She needed some new harder puzzles. This puzzle has 24 pieces, her first puzzle like this. So I sat down with her and explained the strategy of separating the outside pieces from the inside pieces and then putting the outside together first. We have since put the puzzle together several times and each time she needs less and less of my help. She can almost put it together “all by myself!” She is perspective too; I tried to give her half non-frosted mini wheats with her frosted ones. It was a no-go. I found all the non-frosted ones on the floor. On the flip side though, boy do we battle. My biggest complaint is when I am trying to do something for her she fights me on it. Like getting dressed to go and meet friends at the park. She thinks it is very funny to do the exact opposite of what I ask her to do. The more I ask the more she smirks at me. This happens at least once a day.