Little Sister Speaks (more)

Little Sister is going to be 20-months-old this week.

I absolutely adore this age. She is silly and determined and incredibly smart (admittedly, I'm a little biased). But she really is learning and growing and changing quickly.

Just a few weeks ago, I would be in the kitchen or at the computer while she played and snacked, and suddenly I'd see her standing in the kitchen, cup in hand, half-bellowing, half-growling "MORE." Sometimes she might have her snack cup as well, and I'd have to try to figure out what MORE she wanted. (In fact, a few months ago, I realized that I was asking, "More what?" a little too often when one day she turned around in her high chair, held up her empty cup and said, "more what.")

Not any more. On Sunday, the child walked up to me, handed me her snack bowl and said, "Mom, I wanmorraisins." One reminder and she followed it with a cute "pweese."

Okay, darling child, you can definitely have more raisins. And pretty much anything else you want.

Not only is she great at making sure she has what she needs, but she also tries to take very good care of her Big Sis. One day at lunch, I offered Little Sister some crackers to go with her yogurt. She took a few and told me "thank you" and then she said, "[BigSis], youwanapieceacracker?"

She does this all the time. Just tonight, when she had a cookie, she made sure Big Sister had the opportunity to have one as well. So sweet.

And do you know what else is sweet? Hearing a precious child say thank you when all you did was tuck her in with her favorite blankets.

Or hearing her start to sing, as she looks at the bookshelf, "Jeee-sus wuv me." I asked her if she wanted to read her Bible and she continued, "Forda Bible tell me so." I wish I had it recorded, I would listen to that sweet little song over & over.

Those are my favorite things that Little Sis says. But what is her favorite thing to say? "Wook, Mom!" She shows me (or whoever is nearby) every single line or swirl that she adds to a paper. Or anything she finds interesting on television. Or anything she does differently with her toys. Or... anything, really.

Often, if I comment, she will repeat my compliments "I wike-it!" or "Neat!" Apparently, Daddy also says "awesome" because last night I noticed it was added to her repertoire.

It is bittersweet, really, to think about all of these cute little phrases and personality quirks. Because I know they will change and go, just as quickly as they came. There will be more precious moments, just like the ones with Big Sister now.

But this is SUCH an adorable age!