Each day is almost always filled with a little bit of this or that. Here are some bits from today or the last few days. (Sometimes the details run together.)
*Why is it that Moose so often forgets to flush when he really has something worth flushing?
*Monkey's newest pasttime is playing in the sink. Pros: She's drinking more water. (Out of those little medicine cups) She is also giving me a reason to clean the floor infront of the sink. It's hand-mopped almost every day.
*A million questions game. This is Moose's latest thing. He just asks questions about every single detail of things. Especially if it's a conversation between me and the hubs. We've decided he does his best listening when no one is talking to him.
*Monkey actually dinner without prodding. Black Bean Soup ala TGI Friday's. I was so impressed I gave her tons of dessert. (pieces of candy from her gingerbread house.) On the other hand, Moose was dragging his feet big time. He didn't end up finishing, or getting dessert.
*I love having the hubs home this much. He's got enough energy to drain them of energy. Like taking them outside to play in the snow for 15 minutes while dinner finished cooking. Or playing with them after dinner while I relaxed for a few.
*Monkey has an absolutely adorable run. I don't know if I'll ever get tired of watching her run down the hallway. She bounces, her hair moves a certain way, she turns kinda funny. It's just so darn cute.
*Monkey just threw a fit cause Moose went into the bathroom. Can't wait til we're over that one. Now she's playing in the kitchen sink with the most minimal amount of water coming out of the faucet.
*Monkey's latest bedtime routine is all the normal stuff, we sing, close the door. She cries, goes to the door. The hubs goes in, she freaks out. He gets her in bed, calms her down and sings a few more songs. Then when he leaves she goes to bed. Everytime. We don't really get that one either.
*Another thing Moose does lately is that he tries to do things on his own that he shouldn't be, or that we do for him. He says it's because he wants to be big like us. Like the other night he took the initiative to brush his own teeth. Normally this would be sweet, but our routine is that he brushes in the morning, and we do it at night to make sure it gets done well at least once. It's the little things. But it gets old after a while. I keep telling him that if he wants to be big like us, he has to start by not whining or complaining. Afraid he's not going to be big until he's married and living elsewhere. (Hopefully by then the whining will fall on his wife's ears and not on ours.)
*We still sing the kids Christmas songs when we put them to bed. Don't know when we'll go back to other songs. I like it.
*The last few days at naptime, Monkey has been so tired that I'll sit next to her and sing. I'll stroke her temple and cheek, and within a few verses, she'll be asleep. It's sweet.
Tomorrow we're putting away Christmas stuff, most likely. Oh, and tomorrow is the hubs birthday. The big 2-9. He's not into celebrations and whatnot, so we'll keep it low key. But it is still kinda exciting. Can't believe he's almost 30. Then a week from tomorrow I've got my glucose test for the pregnancy. Make sure I don't have gestational diabetes. Haven't had it yet, and hopefully that trend'll continue. I'm just about in the last trimester. Still doing well and not at all eager for her to be born. I'm totally not there yet. Hopefully 3 months will be long enough for me to get there.
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