DST

Ok, I just came down from trying to put Z to bed.  Yes, yes, we still sing to them.  We tried to take it away but they whine.  V is much better sleeper in the sense that she falls asleep way before him most nights.  It’s already 8:32 pm and he is having trouble falling asleep.  This always happens when DST (Daylight Savings Time) hits.  I’m sure there are plenty other people whose sleep is also affected by this change.

Knock on wood.  Why?  So far, W has not woken up since she fell asleep with me.  She’s definitely feeling much better now.  It’s about time.  It has been almost two weeks, for crying out loud!  So she gets to go to daycare tomorrow.   W got her Chicken Pox vaccine today.  I got M to take her to the doctor while I stayed home with V and baked a carrot cake.  I never knew she liked carrot cake that much. She asked me to “trim” off the edges of the cake so she can try it out.  Cheeky monkey.

As part of our decluttering efforts, I finally got around to posting the three Moby Wraps I own.  I used to have more, if you could believe it.  W is too heavy to go in it now that she’s a toddler.  It was great when she was a baby though.  We still have two toddler Tulas and a woven wrap that I’m still trying to break in.  Oh, and not to forget, a Storchenweige ring sling, too.  I still use all those every now and then, depending on the days.  It now dawns on to me that this is the reason why playpens never worked with our kids.  They just love it so much on us.  Who can blame them, right?

So, as mentioned, M said this week would be my birthday week. He asked what I wanted for my birthday.  My response?  A clean and tidy house.  Maybe I should have also added, SLEEP.  Well, may I say that it’s “getting there”?  Honestly, there’s still a whole lot to do.  It’s never-ending.  Anyways, back to my birthday…Today, after M came home from picking up Z from school, he brought flowers that Z chose.  Z also wrote the sweetest message inside.  It made me teary.   On his own – no coaching. Just him.  My sweet boy.

Ok. I spoke too soon.  W woke around 9pm and had a total freak out when M went to her.  She’s usually ok.  When I went to her she calmed down immediately.  

Oh, before I forget, I made the kids a cardboard elevator.   Saw it on Pinterest and totally loved it.  So did W.  She knows what elevators are and pretends to press the buttons to choose a floor. She loves it when I ask her to choose a floor and I close the door, making the sound effects as the elevator goes “up” or “down”.   

 

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