Since Steven had a full post last week, it only makes sense for the Peanut to have one this week. It's hard to know where to begin with her. At her one year visit two weeks ago, she was 22.6 lbs. (compared to Steven's 33), and 30" tall (SJ--36.5"). She's definitely catching up with him! She's up to four teeth now--her bottom middle two and her top fangs. It's quite a look, but she wears it well :)
Michelle thinks that her big brother is absolutely hilarious. Now that they share a room, I hear them squealing, giggling, yelling, and talking when they should be sleeping. She likes to do a high pitch screech that kills my ears, and Steven has started doing it back. Of course, that just eggs her on, and they start going back and forth, driving me crazy. They're doing it less and less, though, as they've learned that they will probably get in trouble for it :)
Michelle wants to do everything that Steven does (and he wants to do everything that she does!). This means that they get in trouble together quite a bit. However, Steven has taken on the role of disciplinarian with her and is quick to tell her "No, no!" He guards the dvds and gets after her when she pushes the buttons on the cd player. I think he feels the need to either join her in doing something wrong or "correct" her when she is doing something she shouldn't.
The Peanut is a pretty picky eater. She turns her nose up at vegetables, but she eat any type of bread. She LOVES Ritz crackers, jelly/peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, tortillas with cheese, rolls, muffins, pasta, bagels, and even just plain pieces of bread. She eats fruit and cheese but only tolerates meat.
Michelle is needier than Steven--she wants to be held and to needs a lot of attention. But, she's a great sleeper (well, as long as Steven lets her!). They've been getting up earlier (9:30-10:00), but today I finally went in and woke her up at 1:30. (I don't usually let her sleep that late, but I had some major computer issues that I had to get resolved before class tonight.) I wonder how tall she'll be tomorrow after all that extra sleep. . .