Somehow the thought was in the back of my mind all day and then it came to the front as I read blogs of moms with one kid. The attention we give to our first child is so insanely intense. We remember every word they say. Each day we could write a book on all of the precious things she did, faces she made, phrases she created. I know that I can't recreate that intensity or feeling with my 2nd and 3rd child, but I really want to remember, each day, to put extra effort into paying close attention to their little expressions and habits and interests. I want to notice every little thing that makes them individuals, to the point that it would annoy other people if I were to share all my little star's tendencies.

Today Amelia continued her recent tendency of putting everything into song. In her singing and talking, she just strings together a bunch of ideas into a run-on nonsense paragraph. "mommy and daddy and nonny's house and my wyer, the princess and Gus and nonny's house." (wyer = pacifier/her new obsession since she has become a big sister),

Henry is still such a cuddly ball of love. He loves to be with me and I love it when I have a few minutes just to hold him and talk to him without someone "tickling" his eyes or begging for his pacifier.

Lately, when Clara wakes up from her nap we play CandyLand while we wait for Amelia to wake up. I love the way she has no concept of competition yet. She just loves the adventure of the game, whether she gets a good card or a disastrous one she thinks it is exciting "o mom, I am crying now because I have to go back to the plum man." "o mom, I am so happy now because I got purple."