Bring On the Steak (and the sleep)

I am constantly reminded how different my girls are from one another.
They are 21 months apart and best friends already, but they could not be more different.

Bugger is fair-skinned and light haired like her Irish momma.
Zilla is olive-skinned and dark haired like her Italian poppa.

Bugger is petite and generally on the small end of the growth charts.
Zilla, however generally hits the 80-90 percentiles on the same growth charts.
They are currently only 1 size apart in clothes (18m & 12m), and strangers mistake them for twins all the time.

Bugger is super cautious.
Zilla is a dare-devil.

Bugger is very laid-back.
Zilla is rowdy and rambunctious.

And now the latest ... their pain tolerance.
Bugger has most of her teeth now, and most have come with very little disturbance.
Zilla has made us aware of every moment that she is teething.  She has her 4 fronts on the top and bottom, and is now working on ALL 4 of her 1-year old molars at the same time.  Oh the joy.  Every 4 hours she lets us know its time for more tylenol.  I can not wait for them to finish coming through so we can all sleep through the night again.
She was a trooper through the first of her birthday parties this past weekend.  I hope she can muster through it this weekend again for parties # 2 & 3.

For now we all need to partake in naptime to make up for what we are missing at nigh.