Hanaa is a kid. She's not a baby anymore. She plays like a kid. She's gone from exploring colour, texture, shape, sounds, etc. to playing with toys like the older kids do. She makes a brrrrm noise when she rolls her cars around, and kisses her dollies good night. She makes her own little jokes. It used to be that the older kids would go find her when they wanted to play with her. She now seeks them out, especially Noah. If he is sitting on the floor, she will plop herself on his lap. She doesn't go looking for Molly too much, as Molly is always on top of her, but that's another story.
I love watching the emergence of this new little person, but I am sad to see the baby go, sad to see my last baby go.
Edited to add: Today Hanaa grabbed a light-saber and made dueling noises and motions. Looks like I've got another little Jedi on my hands.
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