I look at the two of you sometimes and I see you do some of the same things the same way. You both love to "read". You are both so intuitive with feelings... you see someone sad and you want them to feel better or people are laughing and you have to join in! You both love animals, any kind really and enjoy our 3 very much. You are both great sleepers and crappy nappers (I wonder who's fault this really is). You are both extremely tender hearted and the littlest thing can hurt your feelings. Music is our favorite thing to do together and you both love to make, sing, make up songs and dance to music. You both love food - you are both pretty particular - which makes life hard sometimes (again, I wonder who's fault this is). You both like to get dirty and are very active - you much prefer to be outside than in. Your favorite times and when you are the most happy is when we are on the floor with you tickling or "play fighting" or all playing together. I thought it would be hard to do this with two kids, but you guys make it easy. You both have a funny and silly personality - just like daddy and so different from me. You love each other, so so so much. There is NO doubt about this one. You care for each other and lookout for one another always.
As many things as there are that you guys do alike - there are just as many if not more that you do so very differently.
Paxton you are ALL BOY - you love all things with wheels, anything that rolls or shoots or moves, you love to be dirty and sweaty and love to protect. Miss Brinlee - you my little love are ALL GIRL with a splash of wild. You love all dolls, stuffed animals etc. and call them all babies. You love any bag, all jewelry, make up ("schtick") and even perfume. You don't like it when your hair bow falls out and will bring it to me to put back in. You are much more dramatic than your brother and are a bit controlling. Paxton, you are pretty calm and think/analyze quite a bit before doing anything new. If you don't think you will be successful or don't feel safe, you wont do it. Brinlee well - lets just say girlfriend you have guts. No fear. This is both good and bad. Paxton, you are pretty even tempered - it takes a lot to ruffle your feathers. Brinlee - I can look at you the wrong way and you'll scream in my face. Ummm-Yeah.
Paxton you can sit and play with ONE car for an hour. From a very very early age you could borderline hyper focus on something and entertain yourself for a long period of time. Brinlee - girl, I swear you don't stick with anything longer than 30 seconds - I mean we can't even get through a book together - you are SO busy. While you are a bit of a momma's boy Pax, you are not near like Brinlee is. Pax you much prefer daddy these days and Brinlee much prefers mommy, which is real fun while I'm trying to cook dinner. Paxton puts on a sleeveless shirt and informs me that he needs to change because its "showing his body". Brinlee wants to be "nake-y" always. That last sentence pretty much sums you both up.
All of this brings me to this post - which is much sweeter than some of the above :)
Paxton - since you were born you have enjoyed bath time - you will stay in the tub as long as I will allow and I don't think you have ever asked to get out. It usually takes us ending bath time. Ever since you were tiny we would pull you out of the tub and immediately wrap you in your towel and carry you over our shoulder like a little burrito. We would stop and play in the mirror then walk to your changing table as an infant, then floor as a toddler and now bed as a preschooler. Without fail - you want to be wrapped, carried and snuggled before you change RIGHT into your pajamas and get ready for bed. I promise daddy and I will carry you like this until our backs break. Its our ritual and always has been. We hop up in bed with you, read a few books and as long as you have your blanket and paci's (2 weeks until their gone sweet boy) you're out for good.
Brinlee - you my dear have never ever enjoyed bathtime. You get in and as ready as you were to get in your equally as ready to get out. This has gotten better as you have gotten older but without fail you'll tolerate it for a bit and then your done. In fact - its a good night if you actually sit down in the water - most of the time you just stand which I quit fighting you on when I kept telling you that you'd slip and you never did :) We lift you out and if we try to wrap a towel around your body you freak like we're putting acid on your skin! You silly girl. You do not want to be wrapped up and carried - you want to run around upstairs butt NAKED. You love it. You are a wild child, full of laughter and silliness! Without a doubt you pee on the floor every once in a while and the moment we try to wrangle you up to get you ready for bed you freak yet again! Once your in your pj's you switch back into my sweet girl. I grab your paci and we take our place in the rocking chair with you in my arms. I swore before your brother was born that I would NEVER have a baby that I had to rock to bed each night. Well my love. You don't have to be rocked to bed each night, but I do it. You are so busy, so wild, so silly, so funny, so crazy 90% of our day... that the 10 minutes I spend each night rocking you in your dark room, singing your favorite songs, caressing your face and hair are the sweetest 10 minutes of my day with you. Its so easy to be done and just put you in your crib and walk out - but there are nights I hold you and rock you with tears streaming down my face - both happy and sad - about how quickly you are growing up. I pray for you during this time too. I lay you down as your drowsy and whisper "I love you". You used to not say anything back, but now you say it first - then proceed to call for me 3 or 4 times each night to say I love you to me. Its the sweetest.
I never want to forget these moments with you guys - these days - the way you are right now. You are so exhausting, but you are so amazing and SO SO SO FUN. You are so different yet so alike and even though wrapping you up, Paxton, may break my back one day and even though rocking you each night, Brinlee, is creating a habit I may regret one day... I wouldn't trade it for the world. Seeing the two of you growing up, becoming little people and learning and changing each day is the most rewarding experience of my life. I literally thank God every day that your daddy works so incredibly hard so that I get to be home with you each day. It was a family decision yes - but we both sacrificed and sacrifice to make it happen.
These ages - 19 months and 3 (4 in two weeks) have been my favorite so far. You are amazing and I pray you never forget that.
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