again, like always, got myself all worked up for nothing. after the struggle of night number 2, jack has been sleeping through the night again and adjusting quite well to his big boy bed. the trick is not putting him down too early and reading plenty of books once in bed. his favorites are a few by sandra boynton, the going to bed book and what's wrong, little pookie? he recites some of the pookie book back to me, and it's all i can do to keep reading and not break the stride. i want to laugh and tackle him because he's overflowing with cuteness! bedtime is usually a pretty sweet experience and after the days we've been having, it's the perfect ending. jack has really been showing us his colorful traits lately, to put it nicely. he has moments where he wants to scream all morning, throw his toys, launch his sippy across the room, slap your butt (and laugh) incessantly, and of course the usual crying fits whenever the phone rings because he's not getting my full attention. i could continue to rant, but really, jack has been a wonderful little boy and just because he's having a tough time now (we're having a tough time now) it can really only get better. i think a lot of it has to do with being cooped up in the house in the winter and me not being able to play like we normally do. i just flat-out don't have the energy...
i don't really remember being this tired last time around. yesterday, it was all i could do to keep my eyes open - and i wasn't even doing that great of a job! every time my eyes would slam closed, jack would drive his little car across my nose or pry my eyelashes apart. or he'd wriggle his way behind me and then slide onto my belly which at this point is completely uncomfortable. we tried laying in bed, watching olivia but all the jumping got in the way of relaxing. thankfully, naptime (for jack) was approaching, so we had some lunch, read some stories and mama was home free.
onto something much more exciting...
i meant to post these pictures a while ago. ben and jack went skating a few days after we returned from san diego. he can definitely stand on the skates better than last year, but he's still not quite able to get himself around the rink, even with the help of the skating buddy.
above the rink is the track that i've been walking at all winter. my boys met me upstairs after they were done.
never goes anywhere without a matchbox
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