Crabby Morning

You gotta love little kids. Philip refused to sleep until very late last night so he is crabby this morning.

Just a minute ago he was at the other side of the house having a fit. He REFUSED to be comforted. So, I walked to the living room and turned on "The Backyardigans." I turned it up real loud so he could hear the opening song. I could see his little legs from where he was lying on the floor. As soon as he heard the music, his legs stopped kicking. He laid really still for a minute like he was trying to process what he was hearing. Then he got up and ran to the tv.

The moral of the story: Sometimes the tv can be a good thing!

I Love You

Guess who started to say "I Love You" this past weekend?

Yes, you're right - it was Philip.

It sounds more like "I you" or "Lalu" and it's part of a game for now.

But I'll take it!

He says so many words now I can't even begin to tell you everything he says.

It's a Brand New Year

Philip has some resolutions this year too...

He resolves to think about being house-broken by the end of the year.

He resolves to not just snatch toys away from the other kids. And then run away screaming when they try to take them back.

He resolves to take his naps in a more timely fashion instead of lying there talking to himself for 45 minutes first.



OK. That is just wishful thinking. But a mother can dream, right?

To Open or Not to Open

We did finally get the present open. There was no stopping him after that.

Imagine being a little kid and finding out for the first time that people hide toys in wrapping paper and pretty bags. Amazing!

A Late Evening

Can you believe my parents? They came and picked me up from daycare last night at 6. Then they dragged me to Alltel, to Sam's, to HyVee, and to Walmart. We didn't even get home until almost 10. Then I had to stretch my legs for awhile because, of course, they had me cramped up in a grocery cart nearly the entire time we were out. So it was late, late before I got to bed.

Then that Mommy person wakes me up early this morning just because the older kids have to be to school by 9. I don't care when they have to be to school. I was sleeping! And I did not want to get up. And I did not want to get dressed. And I did not want to go out to the car. And I did not want to go into daycare.

Bigger & Bigger

The Lil Dude had his 18-month dr's appointment today. (Yes, we're a month and a half late.) He now weighs 30.6 pounds and is 33.25 inches tall.

He also got a shot in the arm. He cried. For a long while - I think he was mostly just mad. Steffi asked him "Are you mad that the lady shot you?" So he punched her in the arm. And stopped crying. Just like that. I guess he just wanted somebody else to be hurt too. Luckily, she was wearing her big heavy jacket so she didn't even feel it but it made him feel better.

Lavendar

Sunday & Monday night the baby woke himself up coughing. Finally, I got smart and gave him some medicine before he went to bed. I put some lavendar baby oil on him because his skin is so dry and scaly. You know - lavendar - the stuff that is supposed to make you relax and go to sleep faster.

Yeah, right.

Apparently, no one clued Philip into this secret of the lavendar. I put him to bed and he just stood in his crib singing and dancing and rattling the bars.

For over an hour.

Then he finally fell asleep and either slept through the entire night or I was so tired I didn't hear him!