Monday, November 26, 2012

Toddling Twosome

Rachel has caught up to Sam in her walking much sooner than I thought she would. She's not quite as steady as he is but she's happily walking around the house on her own now. This new ability to navigate their world is leading to more confidence in both of them. And although I love seeing this I'm really going to miss the crawling. I loved having crawling babies. These little walkers, they seem so grown up.
The older they get the more people ask about their relationship with each other. Do they get along? Do they entertain each other?
As with most things there isn't a simple answer. When they are happy, yes, they entertain each other. When one is upset or crabby, the other is his/her worse annoyance. Yesterday they had a minor collision while walking and bumped heads when they fell. Sam was in a good mood so it wasn't an issue for him but Rachel was rather cranky. So instead of just trying to get up she tried to head butt Sam repeatedly in retaliation. It was totally ineffective and, therefore, quite funny but I did step in and say no and then comfort her.
They tend to follow each other around the house. If one leaves the room, the other will follow shortly. I usually find them in the same room and often side by side or back to back playing.
They don't seem to have any words yet, nothing that seems deliberate. However, they will play off each other, call to each other and respond. Yesterday I was getting Rachel into her diaper after her bath while Sam was in the tub. Suddenly she let out this shriek and paused to listen and Sam responded from the bathroom with a shriek and then went on playing. And that was it... it was like a wilderness episode.... the little hyenas call out to each other to verify their location and then continue with their activities.
It's clear they do understand a lot of what we say and respond accordingly. The other day Sam was about to pull all of his clothes out of his shelf in the closet and from behind him I firmly but kindly said, "no Sam." He dropped his hand and started crying, not turning around, just broken hearted at the 'no.' It broke my heart a little that he was so upset but still willing to 'obey.' Comforting ensued.
I enjoy comforting them, making their little upsets better just by being there in a physical way. I will miss it when they don't come to me with bumps and bruises or when their problems need much more than a hug, a nap or some food to fix.

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