Tempted to Compare

As far as I remember, I never heard my mom or dad compare between me and any of my sisters. They never compared me to a friend, that I am sure about. I grew up and turned out to be different from the rest.
That was expected and accepted.

Now that I have 2 girls of my own with 2 years difference, I can't help but compare. I don't do it loudly. Non of them hear it or even feel it.
I find myself saying: This one said that first. That one crawled earlier. This one's skin is clearer. This one ate that faster.
Silly stuff I know...but I'm scared it might get serious at some point and I actually don't want to hurt their feelings one day. They are both sensitive and I love them the same and I love the differences between them. I love the fact that each one is unique the way she is. It would be boring if they were both the same, right?

So there...
I MUST STOP!
But, My Dear Friends...

THIS:




This thing...this one thing I can't stop myself from talking about...

Mariyah has NEVER EVER done this!
She was actually shocked when she saw Selma right there. She was speechless. I was so scared when I saw my baby standing there. She did it so quick while I was unloading the dishwasher. She climbed and stood up and started shaking the rack. I took a picture by my cell and sent it to Jeeej right away.

Now, since we're on the subject,
Selma is almost walking and she is a fast crawler. She climbs on everything. Today she discovered that she can "drive" a chair around the living room. She is so loud and she puts everything in her mouth. EVERYTHING!

Today, she ate some of my cactus plant.
Mariyah was not like that ;)

I hope I won't do this again. I must stop!

This is what Mariyah did when she was one year old :)