Still growing...

In a previous post, I noticed a little sign of Anna growing up - she stopped putting two feet on each step as she climbed stairs.  She's now all but stopped having to have her kitty and blankets with her wherever she goes.  She does keep them in her bed, though, and sleeps with them every night, along with her pink snowman slippers.  Today in church she actually sang with her VBS class in front of everybody.  Before, she'd cling to her teacher, but this time she asked us to sit up front so we could see her, so we did.  And I think it helped her confidence, because once she saw us, she got a big smile on her face and sang out.  And she'd smile big throughout the other songs when she'd glance over and see us still there, watching.  She can also count to at least 5, maybe 10, thanks to her friend Dora the Explorer.  She knows some other Spanish words as well, though "perrito" comes out as "burrito."

Cara is now walking down the steps standing up, but still using two feet per step.  She is very, very independent, but still loves to copy whatever her sister does or says.  She likes to sit on the kitchen counter and watch Beth do whatever.  She is still a big mess at the table - yesterday we had spaghetti and that Texas Toast garlic bread with cheese.  She ate the spaghetti with her hands, and after licking the cheese on the garlic bread, she peeled it off bit by bit to eat just the cheese, then somehow ate a hole in the middle of the bread, and was trying to put the bread on her arm like a bracelet.

In other kind of sad growing up news, I may need to start limiting how much the girls, at least Anna, can jump on my belly.  The girls like to hold my hands while they leap up and pounce on my belly.  Anna's getting big enough now, though, that it's starting to hurt!

Both girls are very scared of thunder - Cara probably only because Anna screams whenever she thinks she hears a little thunder.  When a tiny roll of thunder came during naptime and Anna freaked out, I tried to calm her down by saying it was just the sky burping a little, and she just needs to say, "Excuse you, sky!"  That seemed to work, a little, we'll see.  But now whenever she gets scared by thunder, she says, "I'm scared of the burping!"