I can hardly blame him...

I can hardly blame Henry for biting Mary Catherine.  I hate to say it, but sometimes she is downright mean to him. 

For example, she'll be opening up the cabinets and drawers in my bathroom and he'll come along and do the same thing with her.  No siree buddy!  She will crawl her little self over to his cabinet or drawer and force it closed and squawk at him until he stops. 

I just watched him lean down and bite her arm so that she would move it off his cabinet.  I corrected him of course, but honestly, who can blame the little guy? 

She's like a 17 lb tyrant and this does not bode well for the future of their relationship...

Sibling Stool Rivalry

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Mary Catherine would not allow Henry to help her push the stool around the floor.   She fussed the entire time and was down right mean.  He was very patient with her, but did show signs of great frustration.

Take notice at the end when she looks back to see if he is coming when she's got herself into the corner.  I think she was trying to hit him with the stool right after that moment.

Twins... they take a lot of energy... but they are fun!

Giggles

I love how Henry giggles and laughs when Mary Catherine crawls into the room. 

I pray that they remain as endearing to one another as they are right now. 

Although they are keeping me on my toes, and baby gates are in the process of being installed for my sanity, I love how they crawl from room to room on their own adventure. 

In a few more months, I might have a different opinion about this matter...

Monkey See, Monkey Do...

Now Mary Catherine tosses all of her stuff out of her crib at nap time. 

I have covered both of their pack and plays with fitted sheets during naptime.  Henry has already gotten used to it because I did his the other day. 

Mary Catherine was mad at me today when I covered hers. 

Eventually they'll learn that I will outsmart them.  I need them to sleep during naps, not play 'toss the crib'. 

This Isn't Cute Anymore...

Ever since Henry started standing up in his crib, he has started tossing his lovey (small blanket) out of his crib. 

On vacation, I finally figured out that the reason he was crying every morning around 5:30 am was because he had tossed his lovey into MC's crib the night before.  I guess he was tired enough to fall asleep with his big blanket, but needed it in the early morning hours.  Normally, he needs to hold his lovey and suck his thumb at the same time.  It's small and he kind of curls it up into his hand.

So, each night I would check her crib and put it back into his crib. 

At home, her crib isn't close to his, so he just tosses it on the floor.  So at naptime, he tosses it and then cannot fall asleep.  So MC is off to sleep and he's rolling around in there crying and hollering.  I go back in several times, but he keeps doing it.  So, then she wakes up and he's still snoozing b/c he spent the first hour playing his game.

I wish it would stop.  I am seriously considering covering his crib with a fitted sheet when it's naptime and securing it down. 

Stealing Thunder

For a couple of weeks now, Henry has been standing up in his crib and holding on to the sides.   What a big fat grin he gets on his face every time he does it!

Last night, he crawled up to the sofa and pulled himself up to standing!  You should have seen his face when we all clapped.

Within a few seconds, Mary Catherine crawled right up to my chair and pulled herself to standing as if she'd been doing it forever.

She stole his thunder!  I'm sure it won't be the first time.

Puzzler

Recently, Henry has turned a corner with figuring things out with his toys.  I know it's a little early to make assumptions, but he seems like he is going to be a puzzler like Kinsey.  He spends quite a bit of his play time trying to figure out how to put things like they are supposed to be, including the bucket shape sorter, the piano with animal shape sorters, the top to the cookie jar sorter, and the stacking rings. 

The wooden stacking rings are a favorite because he can now put the rings back on the stick.  I'm surprised he was able to do this already because the wooden stacking rings have a much smaller hole in the center.  He also enjoys tossing the wooden rings backwards over his head so that they loudly clank on the wooden floor and spin like tops, over and over and over.

The bucket shape sorter causes a lot of frustration because he wants to take the top off and on, off and on, off and on, but sometimes he cannot get it back on, which brings about screaming.   On occasion, I have had to remove this toy from play because I just cannot handle the screaming. 

Mary Catherine still loves books the best, and stealing whatever Henry is playing with at any given time.