For this past year, I have constantly compared Alice to Penny. Part of it has come from having two girls and the natural comparison that comes from siblings (Penny started sleeping 10-12 hours a night at three months, just like Alice…Penny got her first tooth about the same time Alice got hers…). Part of it, though, came because my girls, for the first year, looked so similar (see examples here).
This past week, though, I’ve started really paying attention to their differences. A lot of it comes from this picture, taken at Penny’s one-year pics.

Photo by Ruston Photography
THIS looks NOTHING like Alice. This is all Penelope.
I don’t know why it took such a visual realization that my children are different (or why it took a whole YEAR), but it did. And I love seeing their differences.
Take food, for instance. Alice has always loved eggs – scrambled, boiled, or fried. No matter how I make them, Penny absolutely refuses (something Alice never did at one year, just for the record). Alice loves peaches and oranges (Penny does not), and Penny loves watermelon (which Alice will not touch because it has seeds).
Even more exciting is seeing their precious personalities develop. I tell Kyle – pretty seriously, too – that Alice’s spiritual gifts are going to be an encourager and a consoler – because she’s amazing at both. She always wants to make people feel better if they are hurt or sad, and she is constantly everyone’s cheerleader. For example, tonight I put her books back on her bookshelf while she was cleaning her room, and she said, “Thank you, Mommy! You are so kind!”
I’m not sure what Penny’s spiritual gifts will look like, but her sense of humor is already developing – she pretends to eat my finger, then shoves it away and laughs hysterically. She is into EVERYTHING. Today alone she managed to sneak under her crib (and thankfully get out on her own), climb in the dishwasher, try to pull the tablecloth down, and, of course, eat everything her fingers could grab off the floor. She could care less about television, loves music, and has started loving books (it took long enough!). She points to things she wants me to describe more, and I’m pretty sure she’s saying more than we give her credit for.
I have a few reservations as they get older, too – because it’s already hard enough to parent Alice! I told Kyle I have to pray up every day for her because she is so tender hearted…and so willful too!! I haven’t done an “Alice Quotes” in a while, but here are just a few doozies I’ve dealt with THIS WEEK:
Alice: (when I refused to pillow fight with her, she put her hand on my cheek and said) “I’m not playing this game. I know the rules, and you know the rules.”
Alice: “I do what I want.”
Alice: (Arguing with her father because she wanted the ONE laundry basket she couldn’t have) “If you don’t give me this laundry basket, I will be sad and I will cry!”
Alice: (arguing with Kyle that she needed grapes – that we didn’t have – before bed – it’s a procrastination technique) “If you don’t give me grapes, I will yell and I will go in Penny’s room and yell and wake her up.”
But, no, she’s really tenderhearted, too. I promise.
I have started trying to discipline Penny now that she’s one. Alice thinks this is the greatest – probably because she likes to see Penny get in trouble when she pulls Alice’s hair (which is fairly often) or throws food on the ground (which is at every meal). But their discipline is still very different. I don’t pull Penny out of her high chair and put her in time out every time she throws food on the ground. But if Alice doesn’t behave in the count of three, she goes in time out. No questions asked. And I think that’s hard for Alice to understand, but she’s handling it well. I explain that she’s a responsible big girl and that I do expect more from her because she is such a big girl, and Penny is still just a baby. Plus – big girls get to have more fun, like stay up later, eat brownies, and go to big church. So it’s a give and take.
It’s also so fun to hear my voice echoed in little Alice. We were leaving the library today, and Penny was very unhappy about it. As I was sweating bullets while buckling her in the stroller (it was an ordeal), Alice was stroking Penny’s head and saying, “Shhhh. It’s okay, Penny. I know you’re mad, but it’s okay. We’ll come back later, okay?”
That little girl – she and her sister have their mama’s heart.












