We had a couple more snow days, but thankfully those seem to be gone for a while. Normally I love snow and the peaceful quiet that it brings, but being stuck inside with a 3 year old and a 17 month old is a little less than peaceful and quiet. We are enjoying the cool breezes and sunshine as much as possible before it’s too hot to step foot outside. Also, Ryan went to New York for 8 days and I was home alone with the kids. I survived! They both ended up sleeping with me and we were together 24/7, and I survived! I thought there would be way more tears and frustration than there was. It was actually a good week. But we are all so happy he’s back.
Oliver Update: Doesn’t he look so big? He is turning into a little boy and my baby is disappearing. HIs little (or big, actually) personality is adorable and we are all enjoying seeing him become a big kid. He is talking more and more every day and also climbing more everyday. He’s figured out a few things that always get a laugh, so he does them all the time…things like sitting at the dinner table with his eyes closed while we eat, making this silly face that looks like he’s trying to kiss the nearest person, saying “whoa!” when he hears a loud noise or he finds something new, and wrapping his sweet little arms around our necks and hugging us as tightly as he can, and not letting go until we laugh. Also, if we pretend we’re asleep he’ll “wake us up” with tons of tiny kisses all over our faces. It’s the cutest. He is also starting to pick on Rose, which she isn’t crazy about. Sometimes I think it’s funny, but mostly I’m not crazy about it either. Rose Update: We’ve hit a difficult stage with this little girl. All of the sudden she is scared all the time. If you know her at all you’re probably thinking “Umm, she has ALWAYS been scared of everything!” And yeah, she has never been the most courageous kid, but it’s different now. She’s become pretty brave in a lot of ways, like at the park and stuff. But now we have whole new things to deal with. Harder things. Things like being scared of monsters and noises she hears at night. Things like ghosts and mean guys. And things like people laughing at her. That last one breaks my heart. Last week at ballet she had to skip across the room in front of everyone and she is the only one who doesn’t know how. She tried so hard. I’ve never seen her so nervous, and I’ve never seen her so focused. She made it all the way to the end of the room doing a sortof of marching/jumping/running thing, and then the teacher said “Okay! Now lets do it again!” That time, she tried to keep it together, but about halfway down the room she just lost it and started bawling. A few of the girls giggled and I just about started bawling, too. Now she’s scared to go back and scared to practice. It’s the hardest parenting issue we’ve faced at this point. And as for the nighttime dilemma, we finally ended up just making her a little bed in our room. Maybe not the best idea, but it’s working for us and that’s what matters, right? I think so. Her little heart is getting sweeter and sweeter every second and the closer she gets to 4, the better it is.