So you know what that means, dontcha? She will be TWO in a month! Wowzers. And where does the time go? I know, I know, cliche but true!
I remember when Iris turned two. I thought she was such a big girl. So independent and on the verge of becoming a big sister. But Eloise? I still think she's a baby. She still needs me (even when she insists otherwise!) and is so tiny. The difference is so interesting and I wonder what it is that is making me see them differently. Maybe because I knew Iris was going to have to do some quick growing up when her little sister arrived? Maybe because I know Eloise will be our last child and I want to hang on to her babyness as long as I can? Who knows.
The other day on a small message board I love full of mamas of children who are all Eloise's age the subject of birthday gifts came up. It wasn't until I read the thread that I realized I hadn't once thought about what we were going to get her. Now I'm a little bit in panic mode! I can't think of anything she needs or anything we have much room for. Or anything her sister won't immediately claim for her own. One idea I had was bringing her to Build-a-Bear Workshop to pick out her very own bear. Iris has been there twice and loved it both times, but Eloise has never had the chance to make her own.
Eloise is in the position of getting so many things handed down from her sister, which of course she thinks is great (and wouldn't know the difference if it was brand new or not!) but every once in a while I want Eloise to have a little something that is just hers. I don't know, I guess we'll have to keep thinking about it!
This past month Eloise and Iris have started to see a new babysitter, whom we all love. I originally hired her to do care for just Eloise, but Iris and the babysitter's daughter have so much fun together I'm trying to find ways to take them both there at the same time. It's only $3 more to have both girls there over just one, so honestly there is no reason not to if they both love it! I'm thrilled to have a babysitter who shares parenting values with us, as our last babysitter didn't at all and, well, that didn't work out so hot.