The Differences Between Kids

It's so fun to see the different personalities in my kids. I've talked a lot about this with my friend Julie and my mom. It's pretty remarkable. Alysson was such a happy-go-lucky baby, and pretty much still is. She didn't really care if her diaper was messy, or if she had sun in her eyes, or if it was loud. She gave me plenty of warning that she was hungry and gave me a few minutes to get ready to feed her. She basically did things by the book. If the book said the average baby did something at a certain time, that was her. It seemed as if the books were written for her.

Carson is so the opposite. When he gets hungry, you had better be ready to feed him. I've learned to have bottles ready in anticipation. He cries when it's too loud and cries when his diaper is messy (which is really a good thing because he will probably potty train easier than Alysson who could care less). He is a mover and shaker too. All the little buckles and straps on bouncers and swings and changing tables are for Carson. I couldn't understand why they were there for Alysson who wouldn't move, ever. He can get out of his bumbo seat and has fallen out of his bouncer. This picture is an example. (He's actually asleep.) He rolls and sits in a tripod sit. He got up on his hands and knees last night.

It's so fun because both are such great traits to have. It's wonderful that Alysson is just happy because life is hard and unpredictable and she'll flow through just fine. It's great that Carson knows what he wants because someday he can go get it. I always thought about people being born with certain personalities, and now I know it's true.