Sleep has been scarce around here lately. When one kid finally sleeps through the night, another one decides to wake up three times in the middle of the night. We've played a lot of musical beds and I've even spent a few nights curled up in the toddler bed with a sad teething baby.
While I started the bread today, Ollie helped himself to the box of shape cards. He was happy and quiet, so I let him have fun for a while. He also has the best side-kick a boy could ask for! These two are quite the pair around the house.
Sitting on the counter next to Mom always makes a teething boy feel better...
"That" is one of the few words he actually says. So when he points to the bananas in the fruit dish and says "Dat!" you listen. This boy is a bottomless pit and could eat all day long. His cuteness is balancing out his throw-himself-to-the-floor tantrums these days. I'm sure it's a survival mechanism! I adore this boy of mine.
0 comments:
Post a Comment