Monday, February 25, 2008

 

I do it.

If you guessed I've heard the title to this entry about 7 million times in the past few weeks, you would be right. Bacon is in full two mode and amazingly she can do a lot. She's potty training and dressing herself (except for the back of her pants which she can't get over her diaper and when she refuses to get dressed at all). Her favorite place these days is the library - and boy does she melt down when we have to leave.

Apple is growing and sleeping - okay. Things have been relatively consistent at 6-7:00 pm bedtime, up between 11:30 and 12:30, then once (or twice) more before about 5:00 when he's up for an hour or so, before sleeping for another hour-ish. This usually gets me enough sleep if I head to bed by 8:30, but I'm on my second bout of the respiratory bug that going around here. In addition to feeling terrible, I'm incredibly tired. I spent a wonderful weekend visit from my mom wishing I could just curl up and stay in bed. (I can't figure out when moms actually get to act sick.) Her visits are generally so rare, I wanted to savor all of it and did a pretty good job other than the early bedtime.

D seems to really like the new job and the killer (in a good way) commute. Although I was thrilled to have him home between jobs, it wasn't that bad when he had to go back to work. I'm getting used to having two, but do admit to frequent daydreams of when Apple can nap on his own and Bacon is done teething and doesn't need me for everything. Well I can dream.

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The phrase of choice around here is "What's that?" Repeat, repeat, repeat. And if you don't answer her, she just keeps asking. And asking. And asking...
 
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