Month to month, it’s sometimes hard to pinpoint what has changed (especially as our girls get a little older), but this month I’ve noticed a few big things with Annabelle:
1) She is completely obsessed with the movie Frozen.
Our girl who once couldn’t sit through an entire movie has now seen Frozen something like 12 times, knows all of the words of every scene, let alone every song, and… get this… isn’t tone deaf! I mean, she won’t be launching her singing career anytime soon, but she now actually reaches for correct notes instead of the mostly-monotone crooning she used to do. It is refreshing, to say the least. This, combined with her progress on the piano, is giving us hope for some level of musical ability in the future (photo is of her balcony performance at Mamom’s house this weekend):
2) She is having more fun playing with Clementine.
I think we owe this to their joint love of Frozen and the sister-bonding that is the central theme to the movie, but the girls have been better than ever at playing together this month, often making each other laugh so hard that you run in, thinking it must be pain that is leading to the screams! Clementine has always been devoted to her big sis, but Annabelle will get downright grumpy now when Clementine doesn’t want to play with her. It’s especially sweet watching her reach for her sister’s hand in times of uncertainty, the way she used to reach for ours. (slightly inappropriate photo taken in Mamom’s awesome tub):
3) The girl has empathy after all!
It was a rough week for the Davis chickens. It seems a possum (or similar predator) managed to dig under the coop on the chickens’ first few days of living outside. Tipitina was taken completely (almost no evidence), but Annabelle’s chicken, Honey, lost a leg in the tussle. And the girl who has shown very little emotion over several close relations (human and animal) was distraught. For days, she’d approach me with thoughts of prosthetic chicken legs, or alternate theories of “what happened that night.” There are discussions of how brave Honey was to defend the other chickens, thoughts that perhaps Tipitina escaped and made her way to another chicken family, etc.
As much as I might grumble on occasion that I need to get these monthly posts in (as I type this after flying 4+ hours with both kids by myself, with unpacking and work catch-up to do but already a few days late)… I am always glad when I take the time to do them. I think that without these posts, the changes would go so fast that I wouldn’t realize the little shifts till we’d blown past them! And can you blame us for wanting to savor every moment of this?