This morning when we were finally leaving for church, Jenelle threw open the door and stepped out into the sunlight. Seeing a lady walking on the sidewalk, she yells out, "HI!" The lady kindly responds with a "hi." Jenelle then announces, "We are on our way to church!" Lady: "Oh, isn't that nice." And before lady can escape, "Jenelle throws in, "And isn't my dress pretty?!" Oh my vain little budding missionary!
Earlier this week I had to go to the doctor and bring the girls. In the time it took me to fill out the paperwork, I had to change Meri's diaper twice and take Jenelle to the bathroom once. Never mind that while I filled it out in between bathroom stops, the girls alternated with "Mama? Where is the doctor," and "Mama? ba da ba dubba da." But that's beside the point. As we entered, Jenelle marched right up to the receptionist and announced, "My mommy hurts and the doctor NEEDS to see her!" Because everybody needed to know. (By the way, I'm fine)
We inherited a number of Barbies recently which throws us into a whole phase of life that I'm not sure I'm ready for. Regardless, while helping Jell I put a pink and a purple shoe on Barbie because they were the two closest shoes. Jenelle looked at it and muttered, "no, no, no, no, no. That doesn't match." and wandered off, only to return with two matching, miniature purple shoes. Really? She knows? And it matters?
There's always the helpful announcement, "Meri's crying!" Just in case we lost our ears. Not to mention the fact that when we ask why we either hear, "because I poked her," "because, because ... I didn't hit her, " or we see that Jenelle happens to be holding Meri's binky.
Which reminds me to mention some of the things that have come of them sleeping in the same room. One time we opened the door to find Jenelle sitting on her bed with NOTHING on but a rain coat and princess shoes. Meri was wearing a cowboy hat and immediately asked me to help her put on the Mexican dress. Another time Jenelle had every single piece of dress-up clothes on at the same time - which is a lot. Meri often throws everything out of her bed, including the essentials for sleeping (binky and tassled pillow). We're really just lucky she hasn't figured out how to throw herself out of it. I'm a little worried that Jell might help her one of these days. Dolls must be wrapped tightly in blankets before we leave the room or they'll never fall asleep. And of course, there tends to be giggles, screams, and "Mamas" until one of them falls over with exhaustion at around 10 PM. So I'd say it's working rather well.
(Only, of course, because the hours of sleepless chaos and anarchy have resulted in two little buddies that play together endlessly and hate to be apart. Cute examples: Meri always bring Jenelle her shoes when it's time to go, and Jell always holds Mer's hand when she's nervous about walking down big steps. Aaaah.)