Most of the time, I would prefer Elliott and Harper to take their afternoon naps at the same time. It’s just nice to have a break. Sometimes that happens and sometimes it doesn’t.
The other day, it didn’t. So while Ellie was sleeping, Harper and I got to have some play time on the couch.
I do love some me time, but it’s also nice when I just get to spend some time with Harper. Ellie is two and super-demanding, so sometimes I feel that Harper gets neglected. I know she’s really not, but when Ellie was a baby, I could spend an hour playing with her on the floor or talking to her while she hung out on the changing table. Now everything seems rushed. I didn’t get to sit and stare at Harper for hours when she was a newborn the way I did with Elliott (that seems a little creepy now that I type it…).
But the other day, I got to play (and stare) at Harper. I liked it and I think she did too. Just look at those cute legs!
She’s starting to grasp things now and I love watching her reach for something she sees. And then immediately shove it in her mouth. It’s hilarious to watch.
Especially since Elliott never did that. She never put things in her mouth, even when she started crawling. She might have gotten into something she shouldn’t have or made a big mess, but she never put things in her mouth. Harper, on the other hand, shoves everything in her mouth. Everything. And goos it with her crazy drool. She has to be getting teeth, but I can’t feel anything yet.
Here’s Elliott with the first toy she held onto, a soccer ball rattle I received as a gift at a baby shower from my Grandma Ritter.
(It’s not the camera angle that makes her look like a balding man, she really was born bald on top, but had tons of hair on the sides. A little baby with male-pattern baldness…)
And here’s Harper with the same toy. She loves it just as much as Ellie did.
Although, again, Elliott never did this with it.