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Here’s how today was supposed to go. Audrey was going to take her morning nap while we babysat for our toddler friend again (yes, the same one we stole snacks from! She came back! We must have some redeeming qualities after all!). Then she’d take a nice, long nap after lunch while the big kids had quiet time and I wrote. Then she’d go to bed fairly early so I could write about some fabulous baby gear, and still be done in plenty of time to attack the housework with Dane’s help.
Um, yeah. Here’s how today actually went. When I tried to help Owen into his clothes (because we have to wear clothes! every day! at least by lunch time!), he looked me in the eye and said, “I’m not a fan of stripey shirts.”
Startled both by this stripe revelation and by the word choice, I said, “No? What are you a fan of?”
To which he replied, “Pajamas. I’m a fan of PAJAMAS.” Oh. Right.
Once I convinced him that pajamas are not for bike riding, he did go ahead and get clothed, but I heard him mutter as he marched off, “Blue pants? I am NOT A FAN.”
And that’s about how my day was. Difficult, but also very cute and occasionally hilarious.
Audrey took NONE of her regularly-scheduled naps, opting instead to cling to my body and make a whimpery sound for much of the day (a pattern we’ve enjoyed for the last week now). She actually fell asleep just before our toddler buddy walked in the front door, but Owen accidentally woke her RIGHT UP again. Whoops! But hey, I think I’ve discovered the source of her woe, and things should be back to normal soon. Want to guess? No? Well, this evening I happened to notice that she has FOUR bottom teeth coming in!
Yes, go ahead and make fun of me for not realizing it. Especially if you’re among the eight people who have suggested to me in the last week that she might be teething. In my defense, Abigail was two months older than this when she cut her first tooth, and Owen was FIVE months older. Plus, what’s up with getting FOUR teeth instead of two? And why didn’t she ever drool or gnaw on stuff? Oh well, maybe she will tomorrow.
And now? Now? Now I’m off to bed. Here’s hoping for an easier tomorrow.
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Um, yeah. Here’s how today actually went. When I tried to help Owen into his clothes (because we have to wear clothes! every day! at least by lunch time!), he looked me in the eye and said, “I’m not a fan of stripey shirts.”
Startled both by this stripe revelation and by the word choice, I said, “No? What are you a fan of?”
To which he replied, “Pajamas. I’m a fan of PAJAMAS.” Oh. Right.
Once I convinced him that pajamas are not for bike riding, he did go ahead and get clothed, but I heard him mutter as he marched off, “Blue pants? I am NOT A FAN.”
And that’s about how my day was. Difficult, but also very cute and occasionally hilarious.
Audrey took NONE of her regularly-scheduled naps, opting instead to cling to my body and make a whimpery sound for much of the day (a pattern we’ve enjoyed for the last week now). She actually fell asleep just before our toddler buddy walked in the front door, but Owen accidentally woke her RIGHT UP again. Whoops! But hey, I think I’ve discovered the source of her woe, and things should be back to normal soon. Want to guess? No? Well, this evening I happened to notice that she has FOUR bottom teeth coming in!
Yes, go ahead and make fun of me for not realizing it. Especially if you’re among the eight people who have suggested to me in the last week that she might be teething. In my defense, Abigail was two months older than this when she cut her first tooth, and Owen was FIVE months older. Plus, what’s up with getting FOUR teeth instead of two? And why didn’t she ever drool or gnaw on stuff? Oh well, maybe she will tomorrow.
And now? Now? Now I’m off to bed. Here’s hoping for an easier tomorrow.
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Labels: friendly encounters, oh baby, those darned kids
7 Comments:
Henry is also not a big fan of clothes, and really would prefer to spend all day every day in his pajamas. In fact, he puts them on as soon as he comes home from school. And then goes out in the yard to play.
No wonder I'm always doing laundry.
Getting my kids out of their pjs on the weekend always involves bribery of some sort. And I'm definitely NOT A FAN of the teething - ouch!
Bribery! I had not thought of that!
And maybe if I stop making him change out of his pajamas altogether, I'd cut down on laundry? Maybe?
My daughter is a fan of pink and only pink. Sure makes things difficult at times.
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"I'm not a fan."
That's awesome!
I love the "I'm not a fan of..." , my 5 yr old says that all the time, LOL! Sripey shirts? That about did me in, too cute!
Sounds like a heck of a week, and sounds like your baby is a freak just like mine( I mean that in the nicest way, *wink*). My 18 month old decided to cut the bottom left tooth and top left tooth instead of cutting her bottom 2 at the same time. All of her front teeth cam in that way, she had 3 teeth on top and bottom for a while. :O) I hope next week goes a little smoother for you! Here from the CFL.
At least we're not alone in our interesting teething. :)
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