Raspberries

The boys really seem to have a lot of fun with Eleanor.  She is just so fun to be around, she is really a “all in” kind of girl.  She is up for anything they want to try.

The other day Henry opened the door and then jumped down to the step.  Eleanor stepped up to the door, took a good long look at Henry, seemed to determine he turned out just fine, and jumped.

This is fine when it is just a foot or two, but I have had the limit the boys from jumping off the arms of the couch or diving head first into the couch.  Not that Eleanor necessarily needs them to dream up dangerous things to do.  She plummets from the couch head first all on her own, heads down the driveway on her bike and dangerous speeds, and slides down steep slides all without being shown how.

These pictures are a bit blurry, but still capture the spirit of things.

Jack and Henry are usually the ones blowing raspberries on her belly- sometimes as helpers when she doesn’t seem to want her diaper changed.  But a couple weeks ago Jack was laying on the floor with his shirt up a little, just scratching or something, when she came over and planted one on him.  Pretty soon the boys were lined up on the floor with their tummies exposed and she was going back and forth between them- much to their delight and hers.