My Big girls

My girls are getting bigger, and this is how I know....

• They drink from big girl cups.


• They have friends (ie. Sunday school) to whom I have never met.


• They strap themselves into their own car seats.


• They eat cereal with milk. And don't spill.


• They stay in bed when we put them to bed.


• They get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom.


• The only evidence of said bathroom trip, is the stool in front of the potty that Ben trips over every morning.


• They've mastered "the lip."


• They put on their own shoes.


• They pedal a bike.


• They get invited to more birthday parties than I do.


• They remember last year's vacation and talk about "da beach" often.


• I let them play for hours in the backyard - by themselves.


• They play with bubbles, without spilling the entire bubble container.


• They wipe my kisses off, because they know it drives me crazy.


• They carry their own purse.


• They say embarrassing things to strangers like "Are you pregnant" and "Whats wrong with your hair?"


• They actually WALK in the grocery store as opposed to riding in the cart.


• They reprimand me for saying words like "Gosh" or "Stupid."


• When they get hurt, they cry for "Poppy" because they know it pulls on my heart strings.


• They are asking for a pet of their very own. (not gunna happen)


• They can easily grasp a cup with one single hand.


• They are best buddies and I usually don't even have to convince them of that. *usually

Boy do I love them.