Paper Airplanes and Raspberries

Brooke and Charli keep growing and changing before my eyes.  Charli is getting quite good at making paper airplanes.  She likes to find any piece of paper, no matter the size and fold it quickly into a flying machine.  She then leaves them all over the house while she runs off to play with something else.  She is constantly being distracted by, well, everything.  Poor thing comes by it naturally, as anyone who knows me can attest to.  Why is it that all your worst qualities are inherited and mirrored back to you by your offspring?  Well, I guess that some of our good traits are present, but we are probably just so attuned to things we dislike or would like to change about ourselves.  So, Charlotte has inherited the dimple in her right cheek, her hazel eyes, her full lower lip with the dent in the middle, her outgoing personality, her sense of humor, her desire to be the center of attention, her difficulty finishing anything in a timely manner, and her temper. I am personally to blame for the last two, alright, three.

Brooke is still dragging herself around the house on her stomach.  She is pretty fast and can go distance with this method.  She gets up on her hands and knees and rocks then launches herself onto her stomach and starts dragging.  I am unsure if she will crawl.  I will put forth my best effort to get her there, as I am a believer that crawling helps children with their motor skills and maybe even their learning.  She just learned two days ago how to sit herself up and she is very impressed with her new trick.  Her other new trick is blowing raspberries.  She puts her little lips together and starts to blow, then she sticks her little tongue out between her lips and voila.  Noise and spit, good times.  She pulled herself to stand on the crossbar under the kitchen table today for the first time.  Well, the first time she pulled to stand was on a cooler in the kitchen two weeks ago.  Charli quickly moved the cooler and Brooke toppled over.  She did not try to pull up again.  Of course, I gave Charli a lecture while secretly thanking her for putting off the inevitable.  Well, she pulled up again today and was quite proud of herself.  Brooke is such a good, happy baby.  She likes people, can entertain herself for a little while, and loves to eat.  We have really been blessed with two wonderful little people in our lives.