Still Sleeping

It is 7am and my little boy is still sleeping. This is monumental! He has very rarely slept more than 9 hours at any point in his life (usually much less). I remember the last time that he did this I went into his room at 7:30am to make sure he was still breathing. So far, so good (on the breathing bit, not so good on the sleeping history bit).

Most recent pictures of my little man

 Because he was still in bed I went ahead and started breakfast without him. He is my kitchen helper. He really likes to cook with me. Especially breakfast. We usually alternate between making eggs (sometimes with bacon or as he says ‘bakie’), and oatmeal. This morning it is oatmeal. He regularly sits on the counter next to me and measures out the oatmeal into the pot. When it is ready we add cinnamon applesauce to it and he eats almost more than I do.

When we make eggs, his favorite part is stirring the eggs before I put them in the pan. We are now getting our farm eggs again (from a co-worker who lives out east), and he is fascinated with the occasional green and blue eggs. It’s like opening a present every morning when we open the egg container. What color will they be today??

He also now tells me the steps… by pointing… to how I should make my tea every morning. I sometimes have coffee, but lately I have been making tea more often. 

There is something comforting about having my tea and listening to morning news radio. I really enjoy Marketplace Morning Report. They are so sarcastic it makes me giggle. Okay, maybe that shows more of my lame financial side. As my friend Dan says “Accountants aren’t boring people, we just get excited by boring things.”

Well, ahem… moving on…

My plans for the next few days…

The Goatee Man is gone for some training, then helping with a plumbing project, so he will be gone for a few days. I will be having lunch with a friend today, then my sister is coming for the weekend – the plumbing project is at her house so she is coming to escape the mess and be here where there will be running water. I have a birthday party, a dr. appt, an engagement party, and shopping planned. So I will stay busy!

Cheers! Have a good weekend!

Birthday Party

The Blobster’s birthday was Monday, so we had a party for him on Sunday. Well, we kind-of had a party for us which he attended. He is really only just starting to understand what a birthday means – he is only two. But he does understand that it means cake. And balloons. And presents. 

We had considered just doing a small family party but all of our friends started asking when his party was going to be, so we decided that we better do a big party. It is so nice that our friends like him and enjoy spending time with him. At least they tolerate him. 

He had so much fun playing with everyone, and playing with his new toys. 

My Coffee is Cold

My coffee is cold.

It’s 8:45am and a lot has happened since I made myself a pot after breakfast. First there was the Sweet Pea to feed and change. Then oops, another diaper change. The Blobster to help to the potty; then the inevitable repeat trips to the potty to get out of finishing his breakfast. Then we had training on how to pull pants off and on by himself. (I think he is getting it! Hopefully that will mean fewer accidents). Then we had family devotion time. Next, we headed upstairs to reassess the baby’s wardrobe. It seems she no longer fits in the newborn size and is ready for the next set of clothes.

* We are so fortunate to have inherited girl clothes from several close friends. It is awesome to see the accumulated piles of pink in the closet. *

After we picked out a new onsie for the Sweet Pea, I headed back downstairs to get pants that would fit her. Then back upstairs to play “Peek” with the Blobster. (He likes to throw his blankets over the side of his crib and hide behind them while I crouch down and jump up saying “Peek!”.) Then we went back downstairs to get a snack – I guess he didn’t get enough to eat at breakfast – oops. Then when we got back upstairs, we had a lesson on sharing so that Sweet Pea could lay on one of Blobster’s blankets while I played with him. Then there was a succession of cheering as several more trips to the potty were made. (I think he just likes the cheering because most of the trips were unfruitful.) After more practicing pulling the pants off and on we changed the Blobster out of his pj’s and into his clothes. Next, I did some push-ups and sit-ups (with the Blobster trying to help).

Whew.

Now my coffee is cold and the Sweet Pea has fallen asleep. I think I will go take a shower. 

The Sweet Pea sleeping this morning in her new outfit.