More Fun Days

Things have been very busy, but we are all enjoying ourselves. The girls' grandfather is here visiting all the way from Brazil. He's a sweet man and dotes on them, even if he sometimes forgets that Camila doesn't want to be treated like a baby. He tries to feed her when she can use a spoon and fork by herself very well, does the airplane trick, etc, and all she wants to do is eat her lunch. I've gotten her to let him do it anyway since no one can seem to explain to him that she doesn't like it. He enjoys it and he's only here a few more days.

Although Camila just turned 21 months recently, she is already very much two. She thinks she can do everything grownups do, which in some cases is a good thing (for example, we are potty training very soon). But in others, it's becoming dangerous. She wants to let the dog in, sterilize bottles, cook dinner, and it's only a matter of time before she tries to pick up Emi. She takes care of "Baby Goofy" very well, giving him his bottle, burping him, changing his diaper, putting him down for a nap, and taking him for walks (which she also wanted to do on the road like we do one time). It's definitely one of those don't-take-your-eyes-off-her-for-a-second phases.

But thankfully, except for occasional showings of toddler attitude, she isn't doing things to be bad. She is just trying to help. For some kids the terrible 2s are much more extreme, so we are blessed.
Emi is still growing quickly and I'm pretty sure she's discovering her will. She fought sleep several times this week, growing very angry when we tried to put her down, but we knew she was tired. She just didn't WANT to go to bed. Then she went on a hunger strike when she decided she didn't want a bottle, she wanted to nurse. She usually does when her mom is home, which is why she didn't want the bottle. For a long time she got one bottle a day (which is actually recommended if you plan to use bottles we found), but the last week or so, she has mostly nursed. Considering I have them all weekend next weekend, we decided that had to be fixed so we kept trying and yesterday she was taking a bottle well. And she isn't even 4 months old! Thinking of her at 2 is kind of scaring me.

But still, she is a sweet baby overall, it's much easier to make her smile than it was Camila, and her baby giggle is so sweet. She's always happy to see me and this week I have taught her to give me "kisses". I love her even when she's bad. :)

This was a spontaneous moment, not posed, but it turned out PRECIOUS.

In the car on the way to the park, the poster child for Toddlerhood.

The outfit is not her fault actually; I dressed her, then let her pick the bow because there are many colors in the skirt. She picked the biggest one we had but I was like "Okay." Then her mother put the socks on her. Then we put her sneakers on. Then to top it off, the sunglasses her mom had bought because they reminded her of the big sunglasses I always wear and Camila likes to wear sunglasses like me. Altogether it looked bizarre, yet adorable. Especially with Goofy tagging along.

Camila recently saw my Disney pictures where Rachel and I are making scared faces on the Dinosaur ride and she thought it was hysterical. So when we met Rachel for lunch, she kept saying, "Rachel, dinosaur! Rah! Dinosaur scary?" So for a picture, I said, "Camila, can you be a dinosaur and scare Ms. Rachel?" She giggled and said "Raaah!" and Rachel made the face and she thought it was GREAT. She thinks we are probably the coolest people ever for having met Mickey Mouse and the gang in person.

For anyone who hasn't seen Finding Nemo, you may need to watch it to get it. She has found this very funny for a couple days, starting at the park when we were feeding ducks and seagulls, and I did it for her. It was all I had to do to get her to smile for a picture yesterday. I love it when she does it!