Right now. Juniper is wearing slightly too-big undies with yellow and orange play-silks stuffed in the back. She says it's her fire-power that she can shoot out of her bum, like a wasp. (Yeah, might have to wash those play-silks later.) We watched Frozen on Father's Day and she's since been trying to find her own magical powers. She's also since had a few nightmares. Last night she awoke frightened that her heart was on fire.
Right now, Hazel is completely naked excepting a new (to her) pair of sandals. I'd noticed her feet were getting long, long, long. Her whole body is lengthening, stretching. Starting on the summer solstice, we'll spend the next three days potty-training. Her window was late last fall and she's not particularly excited about it now. Fingers crossed. In our country, you potty train according to weather, not windows.
Right now, they are playing, playing, playing. I got out the Legos, which they haven't seen in months. They play so unbelievably well together. It shocks me daily. Their mutual cooperation. And when it falls apart (typically Hazel crying about not getting her way), I sing-song to Juniper, "Find a way to play together!" And most of the time, she totally does. She takes on a sweet, higher-pitched voice and says, "Come on Bazey, let's try this. There ya go! Good job. Now I'll do this and you hold this. Okay! You can have this one, Bazey." And Hazel wipes her tears and says, "Okay, Ju-per. Dank you, Ju-per." It's amazing. Truly beautiful stuff, this sisterhood. Maybe Juniper's heart is on fire.
Right now, there is a pretend birthday party with lego cupcakes. Naked, of course.
Just now, Hazel takes those long limbs and curls up into the tiniest ball in my criss-crossed lap. She is still so small.