Sisters & Best Friends

I know it has been some time since the last blog post. Life has a way of escaping us, especially with two spunky little girls leading our every move! This post, though, isn't an attempt to catch up on all of the happenings, because, quite frankly, there have been too many and time just doesn't allow for an exhaustive post. This post is, what I hope to be, the beginning of short excerpts from my daily interactions with Emma and Kaelyn. As they have grown, their vocabulary has expanded immensely, and the conversations that have occurred as a result are nothing short of amusing.

No promises, but I hope to journal more frequently the things they say and do as they are happening. This is more for them than it is for anyone who chooses to read this. I want for them to be able to look back on these posts when they are older and get a glimpse into the absolutely loveable, witty, smart, and precious beauties they are and to read each entry knowing the amount of love we have for them and how much they have truly blessed our lives.

First, though, here is a most recent shot of them in their superhero costumes...

Regrettably, I can't start from scratch and share every little thing that has lit up my world, so I will start with most recent. In previous posts I have shared my delight in having two girls who could grow up to be best friends just as I have with my sisters. This week I have had the chance to really observe and appreciate how lucky we are to have two amazing little girls who genuinely love one another and get along tremendously.

The other night, as I was getting the girls ready for bath, I had asked them each to take off their super hero costumes while I switched out the laundry. Kk obliged, no questions asked because she likes bath time, and she prefers to be naked. Win-win. Emma, however, begged and pleaded to put her super hero costume back on after she had finished bathing. I simply told her no, we needed to wash it and she needed to be in pajamas for bed time. "But mommy, just pretend the super hero [costume] is pajamas, just pretend!" she pleaded. I let her know that I understood she liked the outfit and wanted to keep wearing it, which I didn't have a problem with, after I cleaned it. In the meantime, traditional pajamas it is. She proceeds to run into the bathroom, climb in the bath where Kk had already begun to rinse herself off, in tears. As I load the washer up with clothes, I over hear Emma crying to Kk, "Mommy won't let me wear the super hero outfit and I wanna wear it to bed...." There are few moments when a toddler is upset, crying, border line tantrum, and a parent is filled with joy over it. I paused and smiled, my heart filled with joy... Emma was telling her best friend her woes and "crying on her shoulder" for comfort. Funny thing is Kk responded with "huh Emma?" ;)

Fast forward to last night, I was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Emma and Kk were sitting at the kitchen table coloring in their coloring books. I hear Emma say "Kk", to which my ears perk up because Emma does have a tendency to "mother" her or tell her what to do/not do (at which point I must intervene with the "you worry about you" lecture). Kk says "what?" and Emma says "I Love You"... my heart explodes with happiness just retelling the story! To which Kk reciprocates with "I Love You too".

Does it get any better? I have seriously considered a home video system so I can show them these interactions when they are older and fighting to help them remember the love they have for each other. I guess blogging them is second best :)