Monday

it's 9AM, do you know where your kids are?

mine are back in bed. the opperative word being BACK. yup. cass got up at 5:15, ate and went back to bed, then they both got up around 7. and this shouldn't really be too shocking, since they both went to bed around 7. but this morning was too much.

it's not really that surprising for cass to be asleep again, she's a growing infant. wyatt is another story. let me tell you one thing: when the little guy starts to crab about everything -- changing his clothes, not being played with, being played with, hitting his chin on the counter (oh wait...) -- i know he's done with being up. or maybe i should say, out. when i say, do you wanna go nightnight? he usually says, no. but not an adamant NO!, more like, what are you offering. so i suggest the little guys from bob the builder, bob and wendy, and the magnetic blocks they go with (thanks landon) and we mosey on back to the bedroom. he's still not sure so i pick up some other little favorites, cowboy carl, a little person, and his drink. the clincher is the pacifier.

now, leah, i thought you broke him of the pacifier. well, we did, until he could put it in his mouth by himself. that was the real problem; it would fall out and then he'd cry for it because he wasn't able to get it himself. now that he's bigger he can do it alone. sometimes i wonder if he is too big for a pacifier, but i see kids older than him still sucking their thumbs and fingers, so i'll wait till i get a month's worth of good sleep and then tackle that. i can't wait till we have to teach cass not to suck her thumb...how do you do that exactly?

so, while i can still hear wyatt playing in his crib, i'm stoked he's not crying or crabbing and just chillin'. it's a good feeling. if only he would just do that at 7 instead of yelling MAMA!

but on a cute note, here's baby cass in her breckenridge shirt from auntie rachey. she's trying to pull off rachel's comfy but cute look. see the velour cargo pants. now that's style.



i'm off to take a shower. praise the Lord for cribs and hand-me-down toys. and generous cousins. and mima's who come to watch little kids so moms can go out and be free for a couple hours. and papa's who work hard. and...

stay tuned, wyatt's wearing a pair of levi's tom got at a thrift store years ago and he's looking a bit like my ol' flame, mr. cool hand himself.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

i love how much she looks like you in this pic, b. so cute!

can't wait to see you in a couple weeks. i've really been missing you.

and as far as the book goes, you will edit it for me, won't you? i need your wicked word skilz.