Well, that explains everything then, doesn't it?

Kenley has been experiencing some bizarre jealousy lately, and told me the other day that I am just HER Mommy and only SHE grew in my tummy and Parker grew in Daddy's tummy. I mean, it does make sense. These two sweetie pies are so different in so many ways, they couldn't possibly have grown in the same womb. Especially as Parker becomes more mobile, James and I are noticing more differences all the time. For instance...

*One of Parker's favorite activities is to crawl over to the dog water and sit and splash in it. My first child did this maybe two times.
*He has brown, curly hair (exactly what I THOUGHT my blondie Kenley would have).
*He throws things. Food, toys, anything he gets his hands on. Throwing things has never even occurred to my little girl.
*He doesn't have much love for the paci. Oh, what a welcome change that is.
*He actually fell asleep in James's LAP in church on Sunday. This is actually a first for either kid, my little munchkins NEVER fall asleep in public without a great deal of effort.
*He repeats sounds that you make to him (a milestone that Ms. Independent skipped altogether, and I thought was sort of an imaginary miletone up until now).
*Oh, he is a busy boy. Always crawling at top speed, snuffling and snorting with a huge grin on his face.
*He's a total daredevil. He pulls up on everything and explores all over the place, resulting in lots of bumps and bruises.
*He has never outgrown his over-active startle reflex. Still a loud noise, burst of laughter, or overly exuberant toddler shriek will make him burst into tears. And then I laugh at him.
*He actually grows.
*He gets into EVERYTHING. He puts things in his mouth constantly, and there are lots of small choking hazards to choose from with a two year old sister.
*Kenley always needed a tight swaddle, a paci, and a room free from distractions to be able to sleep. No crib toys for her. Parker on the other hand, will just chill in his crib for a while, climbing all around, playing with the Fisher Price Crib Aquarium, jabbering, and then he'll just eventually fall asleep.
*Um, he won't wear shoes?

I hope it doesn't seem like I favor Kenley since I mostly blog about her. She is just so entertaining these days with the funny things she says. But Parker is such a gift to our family, such a sweet and happy little man. He loves life and everything about it and his smile just lights up the room. He's got these huge, fabulous marshmallow cheeks that just beg to be kissed. He eats and eats and eats. He flaps wildly and grins ear-to-ear when he sees us, and seems overjoyed that he gets to be our baby. He's flexible, mellow, and exceptionally good-natured - your stereotypical middle child (not making any announcements here, just assuming he won't be our last kid). Oh, we adore this little boy. How could anything be more precious?