I've been hanging out a lot with my friend, Erin, and her 3 girls. Her twin girls are just 3 months older than Kendall. 3 months ago, they both looked so grown-up. And now Kendall is all grown up.
This month Kendall:
- said dada! and a lot of other babbles, like wawa, yaya, etc.
- loves to squeal (and she is loud)
- eats all baby food vegetables and fruit, but has a definite preference for fruit
- eats baby puffs
- chews on just about everything
- grabs and touches everything
- loves to stand with assistance
- enjoys playing with all sorts of toys
- claps her hands
- still loves taking baths
- still loves her jumper
- still loves books
- still stares at her daddy a bunch
- still gives mommy lots of wet, open-mouth kisses
I love watching Kendall play with Logan and Taylor. They are actually really good at sharing and trading toys with her. I love watching them cuddling with her and kissing her. Sometimes they even talk to her, and I wonder if she has any idea what they're talking about. It's the cutest thing, ever. It makes me realize that even though I sometimes feel like I'm raising triplets, it's all worth it. They love one another so much that it's undeniable. Their love it so pure, genuine, tender, and innocent. They are my little children of God. And I thank Him every day for them.
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