Oh, I blogged about Juno and forgot to tell you guys. Sorry.
Nutmeg is visiting her grandparents this weekend and it's interesting to see how different things are for Pebbles when Godzilla, I mean, big sister isn't around. Pebbles has discovered how much she loves one of her own Christmas presents, a singing, talking doggie. When she plays with it normally, Nutmeg's there in an instant, tearing it out of her tiny little hands. Sure, I try to put a stop to this, but I cannot be on top of them at all times, nor do I feel like I *should* referee every interaction between them.
On the upside, Nutmeg does show affection and tenderness toward Pebbles more and more often. Just the other day, Nutmeg and I were going through the alphabet and talking about things we were thankful for. I got the idea from a magazine in the doctor's waiting room, and it worked out much better than last time I got a conversational gambit from a magazine.
Her first letter was "B." Without taking much time to think, she said, "I'm thankful for my BABY SISTER."
Then she got some hugs.
It’s like trepanation but not at all.
2 days ago
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Nutmeg talked about Pebbles' dog on the car ride up to K-town on Friday! She loves that thing, to be sure. I think that EJ has the same one, actually---the songs Nutmeg described it singing are the same as the Fisher-Price dog that was a hit here for over a year. Maybe Nutmeg could borrow EJ's old one---if she had her own, she would certainly tire of it quickly (as per Murphy's Law of children's toys).
How sweet about the thankfulness---you really have such great little girls. :)
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