looking up to her big sister

As A gets older, she has definitely started to look up more and more to E. Whatever E is doing, A is most likely right behind her trying her best to do it as well. And E can get A to laugh this amazing little laugh that I just *love* to hear...so much so that I often overlook the fact that sometimes the activity generating this laughter really isn't allowed (jumping on the couch or playing on the stairs, anyone?).

Last night, my parents came over for dinner. As we were sitting at the table eating dessert, A thought it would be a great time to play peek-a-boo. She sat at the table with her hands covering her eyes while the adults were asking "Where's A?"

Except A wouldn't take her hands away from her face.

"E-uh-bet," A said.

E was too busy eating dessert to ask where A was.

"E," I asked her, "do you know where A is?"

E looked up from her dessert and smiled.

"Where's A?" she yelled.

And with that, A pulled her hands off of her face and smiled at her big sis.

Later that evening, E decided it would be a perfect time to get naked and dance around. A, on the otherhand, went around gathering up E's discarded clothes and put them on. E's undies were pulled on over her diaper. E's t-shirt was pulled over sweatshirt. She was so puffy and lumpy from all of the layers, that she ended up looking like the bodybuilders from Saturday Night Live, Hans and Frans.

Here she is...and she is ready to PUMP YOU UP!

And you know me...equal opportunity mama. Here's a picture of E causing trouble on the stairs from earlier in the day. (Sorry internet pervs...no naked E pictures for you!)