With a big girl haircut and all of the swagger her newly 1 year old self can muster, L came back to my house, powered by her own two feet. No more baby carrier, she is more toddler-like and a dynamo when it comes to walking. But one look at that big smile and crinkled nose and I remembered exactly who she was.
Big sister E walked in and as soon as she asked for squares for breakfast I knew she remembered. Without hesitation she dove into our routine and reminded me she is smarter than her three years predict she should be. She was downright giddy when we negotiated how many books we'd read before nap time. Even though she was a bit subdued overall by the sniffles, she settled in on the couch and instantly requested Caillou.
My own two boys have also gone back to a truce for their now daily squabbles, and instead are thrilled every time L does something new, or E asks them to play with her. Without hardly skipping a beat, the girls are back and I can think of no other thing I'd rather do than be with them these next couple of weeks.