First Conversations

The other night at dinner, Collin was sitting across from me. I noisily slurped the bottom of my glass to make a funny noise and make him smile. He looks up at me, deadpan, points at my glass and says "empy."

Me:  "Yes, Collin, it is empty."

Collin:  "More."

Me:  "No, I don't want any more. I'm done."

Collin:  "Done!" And nods in affirmance. 

I am so proud o my boy!  In less than two  months since starting speech therapy he's learned 50 new words!  My little boy is growing so fast!  He's even asking for things by name instead of the all-encompassing "please".  But the please was infinitely better than te scream and tantrum when we couldn't figure out what he wanted/needed.  We're in a pretty good place these days!

Going to Bed Early is Pointless

Yesterday was a busy day. The boys and I played all morning, made some lunch, and put Ethan down for a nap.  About forty I've minutes later he was awake again, but I left him in bed hoping he'd fall back asleep. He's didn't, but more on that later.

GiGi came over to play in the afternoon, and we had a lot of fun!  We went outside and GiGi fixed Collin's water table that he had plugged up with sand and he grabbed her by the finger and pulled her around showing her his favorite things.  Meanwhile, Ethan played on a sheet laid on the grass and watched the dogs running around vying for attention.  We had a nice dinner and GiGi fed Ethan (more bonding).  GiGi left about six to stop at Mamaw's house before heading home.

After she left, Collin went back to playing and Ethan passed out while nursing. And I do mean "nothing is going I wake this kid up" passed out!  We snuggled on the couch until daddy got home, let him give Ethan kisses, and put him bed at 7:15. At that point he'd been asleep a half hour already, and bedtime is usually not until eight. 

Collin had more dinner with Tony, and mooched some dessert. We got him ready for bed and put his little sleepy head in bed. At the awesome hour of 8:15, both boys were in bed and asleep! 

We took a shower, tidied the kitchen, chatted and relaxed for a bit an headed to bed. It was 9:50!!!!!

9:50?  That never happens!  I was so happy!  Until.... I laid in bed for an hour, wide awake. All the while lamenting that I'd gone to bed instead of staying up and doing school work.  Then I proceeded to have potty-training-disaster themed nightmares an kept waking up to go clean up imaginary messed!  Waking up with dread is horrible. In kept waking up and going back to sleep until about four when I heard Ethan fussing. It was him, he was really fussing, and I hoped he'd go back to sleep. 

He didn't. This is where the super-short afternoon nap and aubsequent early nighttime crash comes into play. He was awake, and he was hungry, and he usually sleeps until six. I used an imaginary forklift to haul myself out of bed, watched some Gilmore Girls while I fe him (thank you, Netflix!) ad was putting him back to Ed two minutes before my alarm was supposed I go off. Not hoing to happen!

Turned it off, went back to bed, and didn't get up until Collin was awake, having wet the bed, and Tony was out the door to work.  Boo!  I told him he could prove his love to me by calling in sick. He must not love me very much.

"Nap when baby naps?"  Whoever said that must have had a maid.  Jerks!

Kids Eat the Darnedest Things

Collin went poop in the potty by himself!  Which is something he's really been struggling with, so We were super excited. After lots of positive reinforcement, I went a step further and we shared some chocolate silk pie while I fed Ethan. I came into the kitchen to find this:

He got the pie out of the fridge, took it to the counter, pulled up the bar stool, climbed up, and was happily finger swiping off all the whipped cream!

I should have known!

And then, later, we shared a snack of a bagel with cream cheese and smoked salmon. He won't consistently eat chicken, but he'll eat salmon. Wierd kid!

To Nap Or Not To Nap, That Is The Question

We've been trying skipping the nap (which I throroughly detest), but it's been improving our nighttime routine. And then today, he decided to wake up at 5:30!

I casually put on a movie, and he sat down next to me while I fed Ethan, then he laid down, I covered him, and he rolled over away from the TV and passed out!  A grand total of 30 minutes and then an hour of quiet!

And what was I doing in that glorious hour, you ask?  Signing up to take the California Bar Exam!  Eek!