If I could only blog from my head, I would have written Maren at mid year months ago. Alas, here is Maren at mid year plus three months. Sister is almost three!
Maren is pretty much fabulous. She is smart, funny, adorable, and charming. She can be stubborn and occasionally loses.her.shit. There is no other way to describe that horrendously awful but luckily extremely infrequent behavior. Let's just say she did not particularly care for going to Annie's soccer this fall...
She is both very independent (likes to do everything by herself from putting on her seatbelt to getting dressed to whatever other task needs to be done) and very dependent (still loves to nurse, likes to hold my thumb while sleeping, wants to hold hands, etc.).
She is a love monster: hugs, kisses, holding hands - constantly. She definitely has the best laugh in the house.
We switched speech therapists and she has, within the last month or two, finally (I think) made it to the other side of her speech problems. She talks, talks, talks all day long and is quite humorous. She talks rather slowly and precisely (often indicative of apraxia), and she thankfully has the patience to repeat herself when needed. I have noticed more and more that people outside our family can understand her.
She love, LOVES Annie ("my sister"). Annie is such a beyond-wonderful big sister, but truly, Annie benefits because Maren is, well, FUN! They play very nicely together almost all the time and Annie lets Maren tag along. I did notice lately that Annie gets ahead of Maren when Annie is playing with her friends. Annie doesn't tell Maren she can't play, but she does run faster, swing higher, and leave Maren yelling, "my sister!" and running behind. It's pretty much the same sad tale that all little sisters can tell.
She still loves blue, wants to be a dancer (she saw a picture of Annie at ballet at age two and said, "I already two-half. Time me go dance class."), is tough in a likes-snails-and-playing-outside kind of way, and adores mermaids.
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