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Even though she’s sick, she still manages to be happy & goofy. These were once sunglasses. And yes, she is wearing bat hat on her head!

This past week has been a very long one. Lulu had the beginnings of a cold on Tuesday when I picked her up from school. By Thursday she was full on sick-pale, runny nose and watery eyes. I kept her home from school yesterday (a difficult decision for me to make. I really hate keeping her out of school). Lots of snot. Cough developing.

No matter how hard I try to keep Rose away from the sickness it finds her. Today she got bamboozled.

Both girls went swimming this morning anyway. But tonight they’re both wiped out & just…sick. My lap has been a rotating snuggle fest between the two of them. Maybe I need a bigger lap.

It’s true. Some days she pins the needle on the cuteness scale.

Rosie with her now ever-present blanket

And some days she blows out my ear drums.

The scream heard around the world

Another ham in the family.

Two different interpretations of the same subject: Daddy

Rosie's drawing

one of Lulu's many pictures of Dad

Rosie got a taste of the snow while her sister was in school. She loved it!

I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that my little cherub is a year and a half. I feel like I say this a lot when it comes to both girls, but she has changed a whole lot over the past couple of months. Her face is changing, she’s getting really tall and has slimmed out a lot (still has that big baby belly, though, which I love!).

Since she started walking she’s been running around all over the place like a pro…inside in the house. Outside the house she’s kind of a spaz. One of the first days I took her out of her stroller to walk around outside, she started to run so fast that momentum took her faster than her feet could go and she fell flat on her face. GIANT fat lip. I felt like the worst mom in the world. Since then I’ve been making it a point to take both girls out on short walks without the stroller, so she can get used to walking on bricks and uneven walkways around town.

fat lip

It’s interesting to see how Rosie is progressing since she has an older sister that sets an example. A result of that is that she is fiercely independent, she refuses to hold my hand while walking and gets frustrated if we offer to help her with more advanced things. The iPhone frustrates her because she isn’t as adept at using it as Lulu is.

Her vocabulary has been growing exponentially and I hear her singing quite often (the alphabet, Ring around the Rosie, Elmo’s theme-she has the melodies down. The words will come soon.). She and her sister are starting to have more fun together, which I love to see. Sometimes I catch Lulu trying to hug her (which ends up in a choke hold) or Rose will dive on Lulu if she’s on the floor. They even gave each other a kiss yesterday which turned me into a total gushing idiot.

Lately she’s been a real momma’s girl. She sits snuggled in my lap for most of the morning while I drink coffee and we watch Sesame Street. I have to admit that I eat it all up with a spoon, but it gets difficult when both girls are clamoring for my attention.

Did I mention that she started going to swim lessons? We started her around the same age that we had Lulu start, but Rosie started at a level up. She likes the water and she does well considering she’s the youngest in the class, but she’s still getting used to being in the pool environment. I purposely don’t sit on the side during her classes because she gets distracted when I’m there. Like this:

Ok, I feel like this has been a long update, but it has been a while so…I’ll just post a few more photos and consider it done.

I’m pleased to announce that Rosie is pretty much walking. Finally.

weight: 24 lbs.
height: 34″

Miss Rose went in for a check up today and she cried pretty much the entire time she was there! She was ok until the nurse put her on the scale and the minute I let go of her she started screaming. I couldn’t believe it. She quieted down after the nurse left, but as soon as her doctor came in, hysterical crying.

Since her last appointment, Rose’s weight stayed the same but she grew 2 inches. That means she’s above 95th percentile for height and she’s in the 50-75th for weight. I knew she had slimmed out quite a bit and I told the doctor that she was eating just fine. Some days she doesn’t eat a whole lot when her teeth are bothering her.

She was pretty pudgy at her last appointment, so I wasn’t concerned about her not gaining weight. But, we have a weight check in a month to make sure that it’s her body getting into proper proportions and not something else. I know deep down she’s perfectly healthy, but the dumb doctor put a little bit of doubt in my head. I hate that.

She is still refusing to walk, she pulls her knees right up when we try to walk with her. But we’ve been persistent with our attempts and she is co-operating more than she had. I always see her standing on her own when she isn’t thinking about it and she does try to take a step on her own from time to time. We predict she’ll be walking very, very soon.

Oh and she added a new word to her vocabulary today: cheese!