Just in the past few weeks, I've had a handful of strangers ask me if my girls are twins. Usually, they only have to take a second glance to realize, wait...no, one is bigger. But I have to admit, there have been a few times when I've quickly scanned the backyard trying to find where they ran off to and at first glance, I couldn't tell who was who. Piper is certainly catching up to Libby in size. They wear nearly the same shoe size and often share clothes.
They also sound quite a bit alike and now that Piper's speaking is becoming clearer, I can't always tell who is calling me (or, for that matter, who is screaming and/or crying). Piper is speaking a few complete sentences.
I did it, Mom!
I got it, Libby.
Libby hurt me.
Piper loves music. "Jesus Wants Me For a Sunbeam" was by far her favorite for a few weeks, but she's willing to let a few others rotate in now.
When she claps her hands together and says "topcorn" it means she wants to sing "Popcorn popping on the apricot tree."
When she goes to the keyboard and says "tinkle star" it means she wants to listen to "Twinkle twinkle little star."
"Roni" (as in macaroni) means she wants to listen to "Yankee Doodle."
When she waves her arms back and forth and says "fast" it means she wants to sing "Do as I'm Doing."
Piper is Libby's little copycat. Libby found this tree to climb in (outside the mall) last week and Piper had to get it on the action, too.
Love those girls of mine!