Yesterday I think I stopped breathing for a second when Hayden pulled himself up at the couch, grabbed a toy and then let go of the couch and stood for a split second before he plunked down on his butt! That was the last thing I expected to see so early on and now it would seem that all of my worry has been folly. Really, the only disadvantage he has is being male, ha ha! I'm going to just settle down now.
We rented the movie Nanny McPhee and Kestrel and I watched it together. It held her attention off and on, whenever the kids were on screen, she watched. Whenever the adults were on screen, she lost interest. However, we got through it and at the very end when Nanny McPhee is walking off into the horizon, she asks me "Where's Nanny McPhee going?" and I told her to go and help another family. She says "oh" and her bottom lip starts to quiver and her eyes look watery. I said "Oh no, are you sad?" and she burst into tears and BAWLED for about five minutes while I tried to explain that it was okay, the kids had a new mommy they loved and that Nanny had to go and sort out another family of naughty children. She was not convinced and was visibly upset for a few hours after. Of course, it got me going too because I am a big sympathy crier and well, I just love that my girls are so much like me when it comes to tear-jerkers! It also pleased me that she had this awareness that something big was happening in this film and that she had feelings about it. I love it when they suddenly transform into little people who know what is going on.