Life with kids around is never dull, lemme tell ya. It is amazing to me to watch all of the learning and growing unfold. I get to witness so many awesome big and small moments in the lives of these kiddos:
+ When she started rolling over. + When she started crawling. + When she started eating solids. + When she started clapping. + When she started pulling up into a standing position. + When we discovered her first tooth poking through.
+ The first time he let me put on his clothes and shoes for the day without a meltdown. + The first time he followed directions without me having to trick him into it. + The first time he snuggled himself into my lap to read a book together. + The first time he was actually excited to see me when I walked in the door.
+ The first time he said goodbye to mommy and watched her leave without a massive tantrum. + When he learned a new animal noise. + When he started walking.
Today I had a really special interaction during dinnertime, where I think her and I finally started to understand how to communicate with one another through something other than upset tears. The baby sign language version of signing milk, which I have been using pretty consistently with her for the last couple months when I have given her bottles, is a hand closing into a fist. Today while sitting in her high chair she made this sign every time she wanted more of something to eat. Though the sign for milk is different than the sign for more, it was obvious (in a way that only can be explained through eye contact and facial expressions) that she had made a connection between filling her belly and the milk sign. It was incredibly exciting to get to be able to respond to her attempts to communicate – to give her what she was asking for, to see her satisfaction at that! How frustrating it must be to see and need and understand, but not be able to verbalize those things! To want to communicate but physically be unable to….
Obviously I am becoming a huge fan of baby sign language. haha