
Leah
She changes everyday. Each time I look at her I just wonder what the world has in store for her. I wonder what is she thinking. Leah is much harder to read than her brother. She is far more laid back. She is pretty content just watching Derrick and I from the view from her bouncer seat.I still feel I just do not know her yet. Leah is slowly beginning to awaken. She is noticing her surroundings. She will give you the biggest smile, but you have to be fast they are short and sweet, just like her. I still think the best smiles in the world are sleep smiles. You all know what I am referring to. She will be out cold, deep in REM sleep and out of nowhere, the biggest smile is on that face and disappears just as fast as it came. The coos and goos are music to my ears.
Leah's look changes all the time. There are times where she looks like a spitting image of her older brother and others where she looks like my mother.
I do find myself comparing the two of them far more than I think I should. I need to break this habit before she gets too big. But, what else do I have to go by? Having her worry about following in her brothers foot steps is not something I want for her...
"It is always Derrick, Derrick, Derrick" (that is to be read like the Brady Bunch 'Marsha, Marsha, Marsha'"
She is now 10 pounds 6 ounces with 23 inches in length and thriving. She is gaining that head control. He has been holding it up a bit while on her tummy.
Derrick
Wow has this baby grown fast. I have some of my favorite pictures from last Halloween framed up and look at them everyday. I sware it feels as if it was 4 months ago. You remember that cheesy pictures on the front porch. OK if you do not remember...

I look at this one and think how freaking cute he is. He has the most adorable smile and kind heart. When he sees his BFF Ryan, he is always greeted with a hug. He is very good on his pleases and thank yous. He can tell when I am not doing so great and will just lay his head on my shoulder and that tells me things are good. Derrick loves to run and play football and do flips (somersaults) in the front yard. He will yell "CAR" or "TRUCK" when one comes by. There is always a friendly wave for everyone who passes by weather it be in a car, truck, scooter, bicycle, ATV or his fave golf cart. It is a different story when they stop. He will hug onto my leg for the first few minutes or so. He may or may not decide you are worth talking to. But he will every time tell you "Bye, bye" He may not be up for conversation but a salutation is game on.
I would love to say that I wish they will stay this young forever but that would be a lie. I can not wait for them to grow up. I can not wait to see what silly questions they will ask. I can not wait for the first ball game. There is so much out there for them to experience, who am I to deprive them of that? There is a ton for bad out there please do not get me wrong. I can only pray that we have given them all the tools that they will need to make it.