Pico DiPaolo

As parents, we are constantly seeing ourselves in our children.  Often, I think Elise is more like Chris, but bringing out all the Christmas hoopla yesterday made me realize that really, children are bits and pieces of both parents and then they have a little dash of their own spice to boot.  I say this because she started playing with all the ornaments on the tree.  She moves them around and starts having them talk to each other and interact.  I used to do the same thing.  It makes me smile to see her do it.  Joelle is territorial over the ornaments that are her ornaments, but I keep fighting to let Lis play with all of them.  I remember how much fun it was. 

Little Elise is almost completely done with the baby phase.  She has diapers to conquer…and that’s about it.  Recently, she pulled out an old forgotten binky from a backpack.  Needless to say, we didn’t know it was there.  Chris held his breath to see if she would remember her addiction and pop it back in her mouth.  Instead, she said, “it’s a bink and put it down.”  She used to also insist that all pictures of Elise or Joelle as a baby were her.  However, we were in the playroom recently and she started naming off who was in each picture.  “That’s a picture of Joelle with a face.  That’s a picture of Joelle with a dance band…he he.  That’s a picture of Nana and Papa.”  She mysteriously stopped before acknowledging the last picture (which was of Joelle as a baby and a picture of Chris that actually doesn’t really look like him.)  I said, “Lisie, who is in the last picture?”  She said, “Two people.”  I pressed further and she clearly didn’t really know.  Finally, she said, “I know… it’s Unkey Joey and a baby!”  She would have insisted it was a picture of her not so long ago…