

About five minutes passed before I realized I hadn't heard a peep from little Olivia. I looked around and found her happily sitting on the couch and peeling an onion she swiped from the pantry. She couldn't have been more proud when I caught her in the act.
I hate to stereotype my kids but Isabella is turning out to be your "typical" oldest child. Of course she isn't perfect but she's definitely responsible, independent, mature and pretty darn obedient. Olivia on the other hand at least at 16 months is proving to be the "wild child." She's already been known to "bully" the older boys at day care and today when we were at the museum, I had to watch her like a hawk because at any given moment, she'd just take a nice hard swipe to any kid, young or old who came near anything she was playing with. The one thing about kids is that no matter how many kids the same two people create, they will all be different.











