The first night in the toddler bed didn't go so well for Sawyer. I spent half of my night scrunched up beside him in and out of sleep. Reese found us early in the morning and snuggled in the crook of my legs. She made Sawyer's morning when he woke and discovered Reese curled up on his bed. He quietly whispered and pet her and tried to touch his nose to hers. The perks of sleeping in a big boy bed I guess!
While the children poured cereal and made themselves porridge, I rolled and cut out the English Muffins that had been rising on the counter overnight. While they finished their last rise, I threw in a few loads of laundry and answered a million questions. The English muffins turned out so great!
It rained off and on all day long. I cracked all of the windows in the house and paused many times to just listen to the rhythm of the rain. The overcast sky made for a lazy day and I used it to bake treats while the children crafted with a box of supplies that was gifted to us. I made easy meals like hot dogs and egg sandwiches with minimal dishes and clean up. The craft supplies sat on the table until dinner and was enjoyed by Camilla and Oliver.
Ollie woke up from his nap in a fabulous mood. He wandered out to the living room and plopped onto the couch to stretch and yawn. This boy gets away with a lot using that smile!
The big boys were in and out of the house all day, biking around on the patio rain or shine. As Hyrum cleaned up his dinner plate tonight, he wrapped his arms around me and thanked me. It caused me to pause and realize how grown up he is getting. I've adored those dark lashes ever since he was born! Shortly after, they ran outside and discovered a mud pit. They all took turns getting their rubber boots stuck. Oliver got so stuck that when his big brother rescued him he ended up pulling him right out of his boots. The boys carried him barefoot to the deck and I took him straight to the bath. When I asked him to pull the plug after his reply was, "I can't. I'm a rabbit!" After tucking everyone into bed for the night I cleaned the kitchen and waited for Mr. Stannix to come home. When we were halfway through our evening show I heard clinking coming from the kitchen and ended up finding Oliver trying to smuggle a tambourine to his bed room. I had already cleaned the little boys room today, but when I went to tuck him back in, he had already started a stash of treasures at the foot of his bed again. I never want to forget his late night escapades and the way he collects and hoards everything!
