We usually joke about the winter weather coverage on the news. Their "sky-is-falling" chant usually does not pan out. However, it appears (we trust the National Weather Service more) we are in for a doozy with temperatures dropping into the single digits within the next 24 hours. And to think we were enjoying weather in the 80 a couple of days ago.
In any case, we spent today getting our refrigerator filled and running some errands prior to our upcoming hibernation. And since Momma had put off grocery shopping the last couple of weeks... the cart was full and heavy. We took an hour where Bubita complained most of the time from being strapped in the baby carrier. She usually loves it; she's close to Momma AND gets to see everything. Not today. Bubeaner not to be outdone decided to scream BLOODY murder at the top of his lungs on and off (mainly on) for the duration of our trip. We were that family. We got pity looks, sympathy looks and aghast looks. We attribute the last ones to non-parents.
We are not having any more issues with Bubeaner at night time. At Bita's suggestion, we moved Bubita's bedtime up to match Bubeaner's. Problem solved! He no longer complains, and, other than for a few minutes, neither does Bubita. Yay!!!
Of course, that would make life too easy. Now, we are having problems with nap times. Bubeaner keeps pushing his afternoon nap later and later every day. He's still sleeping about 2-3 hours. So Bubeaner still needs it. Thankfully, when he fights us it just means he stays in his bed talking to himself until he doses off.
Bubita suddenly went from napping every 90 minutes to taking two long naps during the day. Unfortunately, she fights us for those. We are convinced the neighbors think we torture our kids from all the crying.
Bubeaner continues working on his potty training. Every night after his shower he asks to use it! We even decided to buy extra pairs of underwear; next week we will attempt to go from diaper to underwear during the day. Surely 14 pairs should be enough. Right?
He's learned two phrases that he uses constantly: "I don wanna" and "That funny". When something makes him laugh or when he does something he considers funny, Bubeaner will say "that funny". Of course, he expects us to agree with his observation. And most of the time, it is funny.
The other phrase is becoming more annoying than "no". And we did not believe that was possible. Almost every single time we ask him to do something he will say he doesn't want to do it. Even if it's something he likes.... Sigh. This one pushes a button, but we are trying to not let him know.
We did learn something interesting about Bubita today. She does not crawl yet. When we try to teach her, she gets angry and tries to roll away. Yet, we learned it's not because she can't. Bubita was on the trundle when Bubeaner wanted to use his potty (a couple of feet away). While Bubita thought she was "unsupervised" she rolled on to her tummy, looked back to the left and right, then proceeded to scoot backwards. Once her legs went over the ledge, she looked back again and then proceeded with the scooting reaching out with her legs to find the ground. By this time Momma was right behind her ready to help if needed, but also wanting to find out what Bubita would do. Well, Bubita found the ground and then continued scooting until she was standing holding on to the trundle!!! Sometimes we get the feeling she's just pretending to be a baby.
4 years ago
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"We are convinced the neighbors think we torture our kids from all the crying"
well at least you don't live in an attached townhome. I really wonder why the police haven't knocked on my door sometimes....
ah the lungs of healthy children!
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