Update.

Well, what to blog about today?  Georgie has learned how to say, "Help!"  I guess she hears that word frequently from her older sisters who play act falling off of cliffs and fighting bad guys.  I think it is so funny that she hasn't grown very much.  She just grows wider, but not taller.  Neither Kate or Reagan grow like that.  Kate has topped 46 inches and Reagan is at exactly 3 feet.

I'm not sure what to do about Kate's school clothes.  I bought them a size and a half too big.  At the beginning of the year she was 5T, so I bought size 6 pants.  Not 6X, but 6.  Now they are barely skimming the bottom third of her shoes.  In September she wore size 12 1/2, but I had to fit her into size 13 skates on Sunday.  Kate had her first crush and then her second and then her third, all within about a week.  She has several good friends at school and at church.

Reagan is officially in love with Kai-lan.  I found a Kai-lan outfit on clearance at Target.  She was rhapsodic when I took it out of the bag.  She danced around and around and around and sang out, "You make me so very happy!"  For those of you that don't know: Kai-lan says that ALL the time.  I am constantly amazed at Reagan's 2 year oldishness.  We were at the store the other day, and Tanner told her to come.  She wanted to look at this toy so badly.  She got very frustrated and stomped her foot and said "aargghh!" and then walked to Daddy.  That was it.  That was her temper tantrum.  We stopped and asked her what was wrong, and she looked up at me and said, "I am so very frustrated.  I want ALL the toys!"  A hug and kiss, a short explanation of looking and enjoying but not buying and she was all sunshine.

What other accomplishments?  Let's see...Reagan can identify all the letters of the alphabet.  She can count to 10 in chinese and spanish, and 20 in english.  She draws circles and faces.  She tried a triangle the other day, but it didn't quite work out so she threw it away.  She sings and makes up songs and tries to dance.  But her greatest accomplishment is her friendliness.  Everyone is her friend.

Potty training is progressing slowly.  Reagan actually told me once today that she had to go potty, and she managed one tiny drop into the potty chair.  Then she turned around and pooped in her diaper, then peed in her diaper and then pooped in it again even though I was putting her on the potty every hour.  I was hoping to have her potty trained before swimming lessons start in January, but it doesn't look like it will happen.  Someone suggested putting her in panties, but it doesn't work.  She just pees and poops in her panties, and then I have to clean them.  So, someone else suggested just throwing the panties away, but that would be a trifle bit to expensive, since we would probably go through about 6 panties a day.  She just doesn't care.  I've heard of boys being like this just happy to sit in poop.  Well, now I know of a girl: Reagan.

Georgie on the other hand is showing signs of early potty training.  She sits on the toilet and tells me when she needs a diaper change.  I just wish she could be a little more clear.  I just don't pick up on her babbling until it is too late.  One problem is that she doesn't make the same sound twice.  She keeps experimenting in order to find the right sounds to tell me.  Ultra frustrating that one.  Hopefully, I'll get her to a toilet in time one day.  Sure would be nice to have at least one kid out of diapers.

For the longest time, she was showing a distinct partiality to me.  She would want to snuggle with mommy, sleep with mommy, be carried by mommy.  Then last night she wanted to stay up, but I wouldn't let her.  So, currently, Mommy is not the favorite.  Like Tanner said, "I'm glad our kids have some kind of will, but..." I've been out of favor with her all day, and she only wants Daddy.  If I pick her up she starts to cry and arch her back. Ouch.  I'm not looking forward to her teenage years when she'll throw all of my mistakes in my face.