clemmie. 33 months

I've been sleeping in lately. Partly because Vega has been having a difficult time breathing through her nose at night and partly because I've just been staying up too late for no good reason other than to spend some one-on-one time with the husband. So Bobby gets up, makes the boys breakfast, packs their lunches, takes them to school, and watches Clemmie 'til I get up.

I am beyond thankful for him.

But I also can't help but feel a little guilty when Clemmie walks into the room in the morning and all I can think to do is put my finger up to my lips and give a silent "shhh," hoping she won't shout out "Good morning!" as she tends to do. Because I so want to keep Vega asleep so I can get up and hang out with her - exclusively - without having to tend to a baby. But she's 2, and all she wants to do is climb in bed with me and give her sister a "huggie." Regardless of my silent pleas.

She's getting so big now. She'll be 3 in 3 months. Wow. I hadn't realized 'til I typed that out how soon that is. My Darling Clementine. A 3-year-old.

Can the horses be held, please?

Christmas morning - stocking goodies.

"Princess Clementine!" (She stands on her chair when we're having dinner and proclaims that out loud in a very confident and regal voice. It's usually done in only her underwear with some sort of sauce on her chin. Completely and utterly adorable. Not to mention the best sort of supper entertainment.)

She.

She who talks in complete sentences now. She who tells her daddy, "Let go of me, MAN!!" She who steals my lipglosses and teases me by saying "LA LA LA LA" in a "nanny, nanny, boo-boo" tone of voice. She who walks around in her underwear all day long with uncombed hair and a dirty face and is still the most beautiful girl in the world (okay - one of two). She who pretends to nurse her baby just like I nurse her sister. And --- although she doesn't remember, how I nursed her, too.

Yes, she says her baby is hungry and proceeds to pull down her shirt and feed the baby. At first I didn't know how to feel about her emulating me, but now it's just so obvious how sweet and beautiful it is.

"nursing" her baby.

messy room. but it's playtime - it doesn't matter.

Cuddling up with Ethan watching "Finding Nemo" today. I had to capture this moment. They fight more than I'd like them to, but she loves him so much. Both of them - Ethan and Seb.

In fact,

New Years Eve we went to a party at my dad's house. We let Sebastian stay the night. As we were leaving, she had a meltdown because he wasn't coming home with us. Eventually, she fell asleep in the car and I thought we were home free from any more meltdowns.

The moment I put her in bed, she opened her eyes, and said with a quivering voice, "Sebbie?"

I had to let her down again with the bad news.

She loves her brothers so much.

It pretty much makes me happy.