I find it rather odd that these two look exactly like each other and not a bit like either of their parents. When I took this picture I was for a moment, overwhelmed with a feeling of great blessing to have two such cute, healthy kids sitting happily on my (messy) bed while I folded a mountain of laundry.
Maggie pretty much thinks she owns Jack. I think this is probably the blessing you get when you have a girl first. Maggie calls him "my baby" or "my Jackie boy." She is very possessive and sweet when it comes to her Jackie boy. She pushes him in the baby swing (I think shooting for an underdog--luckily she can't quite make that happen) and shouts in his face, "I am rocking you to sleep, Jack! I am rocking you to sleep, Jack!" She has yet to get him to sleep with her method, but she gets lots of smiles and laughs. I think the affection is mutual.
Looking at that picture I see one half of my two year old. It is the half that is sweeter than sweet, fun, silly, and happy, and it melts my heart. The other half is independent, bossy, and super stubborn, and is making me want to pull my hair out. It is hard to believe that the second half can peacefully co-exist with the first in such a tiny person. Still, she makes me smile. Except when she doesn't. Jack on the other hand, pretty much just smiles. I like these two.
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