Like the book says

Elia is my text book child.  The only one we've had, actually.  

Eden, on the contrary, was coddled and spoiled and helped all along the way, because she was the first and that's just how it works.  Which, to be honest, you don't even realize until the second one comes along.  She slept 12 hours at a time from 4 months old (not normal, I find out later) and napped 2-3 hours during the day.  I could take naps during the day or catch up on laundry when Eden was up at night then slept the during the day.  I was easily refreshed and able to keep up with her at all other times, as well as bake cookies, participate in every church and community function in my spare time and fill in scrapbook pages with the best of them.  

Lars, well that's a discussion for another book. 

Elia?  Text book baby.  Text book toddler.  Breast fed co-sleeper who didn't sleep through the night till 15 months, took to her crib at a reasonable age, ate table food in the appropriate intervals, crawled at the right time, walked at the right time, talked at the right time, starting with the word 'no' and branching out from there. You know that she's teething when she gets a horrible diaper rash, spikes a fever and her nose runs like a hose.  Likes to be cuddled and read to, loves to play outside even when it's too cold and generally shows her independence regularly.  Just like the book says.  

And the terrible twos that start at 22 months? Well, that's where this chapter ends.  Or is this where the chapter begins?