Is there anything sweeter than watching Georgianna rest her head against Tanner's shoulder as she slowly drains her bottle of milk? She nestles close to him, one hand gripping his shirt while the other gently strokes his shoulder. A picture of perfect contentment and peace. I suppose this is my favorite part of weaning--when the girls begin to develop a nurturing bond with their daddy.
Some people are wondering if there is any sibling jealousy between Georgie and Reggie. I can confidently say no. I wish all the grandparents could see them chase each other round and round the living room, Georgie squeals with delight as Reagan laughs and laughs. Then Reagan pounces like the great lion, Aslan, and gives her sister a great, big hug and the two girls both get the giggles. Georgie wiggles out of the embrace and excitedly taps Reagan's face. Then Georgie leans forward with her mouth wide open and plants a slobbery, baby kiss right on Reggie's nose. They giggle a little bit more before starting their game of chase all over again.
Georgie has officially confused us. I am now "dadda" and Tanner is now "na-na". She still knows "tai-tai" and "eti". Reagan confided in me tonight as I was saying goodnight, "Mommy, Jesus died on the cross." I responded, "Yes, he did." She said, "He's not dead anymore. He is waiting in heaven for me." Yes, dear, yes He is...
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