The girls now each know their own name in addition to that of their sisters. (Which is just so super-cute.) And they can identify the correct sister as well. The only problem appears to be that they can't quite say the names correctly.
Anna has become Ana. Pronounced A-Na.
Allie is Alya. Pronounced Al-Ya.
And Emily is either Em or Emma.
It's fun now to ask questions about who did what and actually receive a response. For example, Anna was awake too early on Sunday morning. She didn't sleep well overnight either. I asked the girls who was the first one awake causing trouble. "Ana. Ana." Allie and Em chanted her name while pointing to her.
I had to work on Monday while Rich stayed home with the girls. (For all of you outside of the U.S., Monday was holiday called President's Day.) Rich and I got up at the same time - me to get ready for work - him to change diapers and dish out breakfast. I heard him in their room saying something about a poopy diaper. I went in a short while later to keep Em and Anna company while Rich carried Allie downstairs. I asked them who had pooped. "Em. Emma." When I asked Rich later on, he told me that it was Emily.
And last night when I found yet another crayon drawing on the wall (oh yes, that will be an upcoming blog post) and asked, "Whhooo did this?" Allie and Em quickly replied, "Ana. Ana." Hmmmmm. I'm not so sure about that.
I do have to tell you that it was so adorable when I realized a few weeks ago that Emily was calling to Allie although she was saying, "Alya. Alya." Emily was dressed in her clothes for the day and posing for pictures against the wall. Anna came over in her jammies and stood near her to be included in the pictures. Well, Em started patting the wall between her and Anna and called out, "Alya. Alya." Rich was changing Allie at the time. At first, I couldn't figure out what she was doing and then Rich exclaimed, "She wants Allie to stand with them!" It was just so amazing to see them interact that way.
I love watching them grow and learn. They are just. so. CUTE.