I was lucky enough to have this weekend off and I made good use of it. Saturday Minion and I went to The Great Cloth Diaper Change in Philadelphia, we even saw the new sitter and her little man. It was pretty neat to be apart of something so unique, and to think it happened constantly over a 24 hour period of time! Ours was hosted by The Nesting House (thenestinghouse.net) and took place in a near by church, they also gave out an awesome gift bag with goodies from Baby Kicks, Bummis and a delicious lactation cookie from Milkin' Cookies plus other fun stuff and coupons. I tried to see if anyone else was using gDiapers but there was too many people, I was proud to represent though. I can't wait to find out if we were all able to break last years record for the most cloth diapers changed! I had planned to go to the Collingwood Green Festival after that but we had dinner plans with my In Laws and there was just no time.
Today Minion decided we were starting our day at 7am, good thing we went to bed early last night. I figured we should take advantage of it and stopped by Target to pick up a cute little reusable bag filled with samples and coupons and then I braved my first Just4Kids consignment event, crazy I know. I've heard it can be pretty overwhelming but I figured since today was the last day it might not be so busy. Well, it was pretty busy I can't imagine how Friday and Saturday must have been. I'm glad I went though, I scored an Imaginarium wooden push cube (minus the blocks so I have to try and get some), a Leap Frog drum, a Playskool Swing and Score toy and a cute "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" framed poem all for under $40!!! Seriously, you can't beat that. They had pretty much anything baby/child related you could want including tons of clothes. I can't wait until it opens again in August, I think I'll venture out on Friday or Saturday next time. Probably leave Minion at home with Hubby if I can.
After that we went to the Camden Aquarium with family, Minion loves it there. I think we are going to have to get a fish tank when he gets older. It was very crowded but we still had a good time.
I wish I would have had time to plant some flowers or just work in my gardens but no such luck. Last year I didn't get to them at all so I'm hoping to get out there soon this year, my yard is in desperate need of color. Since we lost the tree in our back yard last year it will be hard to bring Minion out with me because there is no shade, out front should be easier though.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Monday, April 15, 2013
All bad things come to an end
It's been a rough couple weeks in the Epic household. Hubby was out of a job for 2 weeks, I've been training for my new position so have been extra tired, Minion (recently known as Monster) has been teething and when Hubby did get a new job we were out of a babysitter. I'm happy to report all is well! Hubby started his new job today, thanks to Facebook a local Mama with a baby the same age as Minion is going to watch him and tooth #2 made it's debut yesterday so Minion is much less fussy. I am still adjusting to not being the permanent vampire at the shelter but I'm not complaining at all. It's nice to see the sun light every now and then. I couldn't been happier right now (OK I'm sure I could but lets not being picky).
I really was worried for a moment, Hubby was home for 2 weeks which was great for Minion but not so much for the bills. Then, when he finally found a job, we found out our sitter got a promotion of his own and wouldn't be able to watch Minion anymore. It was a scary couple of days, neither of us would even be able to call out if we didn't find someone since we are both in a new position! Luckily the universe had my back and when I posted in some of my Mommy groups on Facebook I received quite a few responses and suggestions. Many of them were for day care centers that we couldn't afford (plus would need a set schedule for which neither of us has right now), most were from Mamas I have never met but only talked to online. I thought we were going to have to go that route (we would meet and check her home out first of course!) but then someone I have met who lives very close to us offered. She seriously saved the day. We are going to her house tomorrow so Hubby can meet her and not feel like a weirdo when he drops off Minion (although that might be funny to witness since Hubby is far from a social butterfly). THANK YOU!!! I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders and I can breath again. I think this new set up will work out very well and Minion will get some baby socialization too.
Training week #3 has started for me and I love it, I think my body forgot what physical labor was after 2 years of sitting behind a desk though and it's also pretty confused about the whole day shift thing. I really need to start working out/toning. Yesterday was craziest day, we were so busy and had the strangest calls. It was great. I am looking forward to a set schedule though, being so all over the place is messing with me and it's thrown Minion's sleep patterns off too. I'm sure Hubby being home didn't help that either, nor did the teething. Those little teeth are sharp, thank goodness he has not bit me while nursing yet *knocks on wood*.
The drivers keep asking me how long I'm going to breastfeed for, I guess the fact that I have to pump is kind of a pain. It is a little inconvenient and it's impossible to pump on a schedule but I don't care, I'm going to nurse until Minion is at least a year but maybe longer. As much as I don't want to be solo on the streets it will make pumping easier because I can just park somewhere and cover myself with a blanket and pump, now we have to go back into the building because I'm not doing it with another person in the truck...all but me and one other driver are men. No thanks and I don't think they'd appreciate it either. I know breastfeeding is less common in our country (I still don't know why) but I'm tired of being asked how long I will do it for and then seeing the look on people's face when I say "until one of us doesn't want to anymore". I try to educate them but no one wants to hear it. Oh well. You go home from work and unwind with a drink, I'll nurse my son; we'll all feel better.
I really was worried for a moment, Hubby was home for 2 weeks which was great for Minion but not so much for the bills. Then, when he finally found a job, we found out our sitter got a promotion of his own and wouldn't be able to watch Minion anymore. It was a scary couple of days, neither of us would even be able to call out if we didn't find someone since we are both in a new position! Luckily the universe had my back and when I posted in some of my Mommy groups on Facebook I received quite a few responses and suggestions. Many of them were for day care centers that we couldn't afford (plus would need a set schedule for which neither of us has right now), most were from Mamas I have never met but only talked to online. I thought we were going to have to go that route (we would meet and check her home out first of course!) but then someone I have met who lives very close to us offered. She seriously saved the day. We are going to her house tomorrow so Hubby can meet her and not feel like a weirdo when he drops off Minion (although that might be funny to witness since Hubby is far from a social butterfly). THANK YOU!!! I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders and I can breath again. I think this new set up will work out very well and Minion will get some baby socialization too.
Training week #3 has started for me and I love it, I think my body forgot what physical labor was after 2 years of sitting behind a desk though and it's also pretty confused about the whole day shift thing. I really need to start working out/toning. Yesterday was craziest day, we were so busy and had the strangest calls. It was great. I am looking forward to a set schedule though, being so all over the place is messing with me and it's thrown Minion's sleep patterns off too. I'm sure Hubby being home didn't help that either, nor did the teething. Those little teeth are sharp, thank goodness he has not bit me while nursing yet *knocks on wood*.
The drivers keep asking me how long I'm going to breastfeed for, I guess the fact that I have to pump is kind of a pain. It is a little inconvenient and it's impossible to pump on a schedule but I don't care, I'm going to nurse until Minion is at least a year but maybe longer. As much as I don't want to be solo on the streets it will make pumping easier because I can just park somewhere and cover myself with a blanket and pump, now we have to go back into the building because I'm not doing it with another person in the truck...all but me and one other driver are men. No thanks and I don't think they'd appreciate it either. I know breastfeeding is less common in our country (I still don't know why) but I'm tired of being asked how long I will do it for and then seeing the look on people's face when I say "until one of us doesn't want to anymore". I try to educate them but no one wants to hear it. Oh well. You go home from work and unwind with a drink, I'll nurse my son; we'll all feel better.
Friday, April 5, 2013
New job week #1
I started my new job today, so far so good (except the other day when they told me last minute that I had to train to euthanize animals in case there is an emergency over night, it was horrible and I cried. To make it worse, I suck at it so I have 2-3 more days of training before they can certify me for it). I have been able to see Minion more often this week since the person I'm shadowing works either day shift or over night, I'll be on this schedule for another week then I follow someone else. I love seeing him more! Hopefully when I get my own schedule I will have at last a few day shifts mixed in.
I'm still trying to get my barrings but so far I really like it, I feel like I forgot everything I learned when I took these classes 7 years ago though so I'm kind of starting from scratch. I'm not sure how long I will be in training but I could not imagine doing this without a partner at all times...unfortunately it's going to happen but for now I get the comfort of having someone to have my back at all times.
It amazes me that the other drivers know the city so well, Philly is a big place and I can't see myself ever being able to navigate it without my GPS but they do it like it's nothing, some of them even know the zip code of that part of the city just based on the address...CRAZY. I guess I will get it eventually but some parts of the city all look the same and then you have the same street names in more then one area and I just find it confusing. There is also the issue that some of the streets are not even big enough to fit out vehicles down... that is one thing I am not looking forward to when they hand me the keys.
My days have been fairly boring so far, nothing crazy has happened (which is good and bad), it's hard to learn somethings without actually being in the situation but I still have plenty of training time to go. I caught a raccoon the other day but in all fairness it was sick and possibly blind, it didn't even run it just wanted to play with my control stick...not much of a challenge but at least I can say I did it. I'm looking forward to going to the wildlife rehab center at some point... it would be awesome if we had time to look around but I doubt it (making a mental note to find out if they allow visitors). I'm sitting at the job now (it's 2:20am) for my first official over night shift (I have done it before but not as a driver and I never left the building, to night we have left twice already and the shift just started at midnight) and aside from writing this post I am bored out of my mind, although one of the other staff members did just amuse me, our toilet apparently doesn't flush and Aunt Flo made an appearance (it was a nice 19 months without her), he kind of freaked out and said it hurt his feelings. HAHAHA seriously, I thought we were adults. My bad for not double checking a guess, why should I expect the toilet to actually flush the first time around... Silly me. I wish I could get on Facebook here so I could give some much needed attention to my blog page, they block everything here, at least Blogger works or I might be really lost.
I'm still trying to get my barrings but so far I really like it, I feel like I forgot everything I learned when I took these classes 7 years ago though so I'm kind of starting from scratch. I'm not sure how long I will be in training but I could not imagine doing this without a partner at all times...unfortunately it's going to happen but for now I get the comfort of having someone to have my back at all times.
It amazes me that the other drivers know the city so well, Philly is a big place and I can't see myself ever being able to navigate it without my GPS but they do it like it's nothing, some of them even know the zip code of that part of the city just based on the address...CRAZY. I guess I will get it eventually but some parts of the city all look the same and then you have the same street names in more then one area and I just find it confusing. There is also the issue that some of the streets are not even big enough to fit out vehicles down... that is one thing I am not looking forward to when they hand me the keys.
My days have been fairly boring so far, nothing crazy has happened (which is good and bad), it's hard to learn somethings without actually being in the situation but I still have plenty of training time to go. I caught a raccoon the other day but in all fairness it was sick and possibly blind, it didn't even run it just wanted to play with my control stick...not much of a challenge but at least I can say I did it. I'm looking forward to going to the wildlife rehab center at some point... it would be awesome if we had time to look around but I doubt it (making a mental note to find out if they allow visitors). I'm sitting at the job now (it's 2:20am) for my first official over night shift (I have done it before but not as a driver and I never left the building, to night we have left twice already and the shift just started at midnight) and aside from writing this post I am bored out of my mind, although one of the other staff members did just amuse me, our toilet apparently doesn't flush and Aunt Flo made an appearance (it was a nice 19 months without her), he kind of freaked out and said it hurt his feelings. HAHAHA seriously, I thought we were adults. My bad for not double checking a guess, why should I expect the toilet to actually flush the first time around... Silly me. I wish I could get on Facebook here so I could give some much needed attention to my blog page, they block everything here, at least Blogger works or I might be really lost.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
vaginal vs. c-section
Let me start this post by saying this is purely my opinion and I am not judging anyone for their decision.
When I found out I was pregnant I was so excited at the thought of giving birth (no not the pain just the act) and was really hoping to go natural. Part of it was because after watching too much Discovery Channel I was petrified to have a c-section; part because I just wanted to have that feeling that I did it all by myself (to an extent of course, I did go to the hospital for the birth). After my water breaking, 22 hours of labor, caving into the epidural, dilating to 10 cm and pushing for 3 hours my dream bubble was burst. Minion was just not having any parts of coming out and I ended up with an emergency c-section. He's stubborn just like his Mama and didn't give a crap about the eviction notice my body served him with. Now I have to admit it was not nearly as bad as I expected but it still hurt like nothing else I've ever felt afterwards. I was lucky enough to have Hubby for the first week and the his brother stayed with us for 2 weeks after that and was a huge help as well. All in all Minion and I are just fine (aside from the forever itching yet numb scar I have just below the belt that can't be scratched in public) and I am hoping to be able to have a V-BAC in the future.
With that said, I recently had a conversation with a pregnant Mama I know who is 32 weeks along, she was telling me that they are taking the baby a week early due to her age and such. I asked if they were inducing her and she so no, they were going to schedule a c-section and she was happy about it, she said she gave birth vaginally 10 years ago and does not need to go through it again, she just wants the baby out. Now like I said, no judgement at all, it's her body and she can do as she pleases but it did upset me personally. I would have given anything to deliver my son vaginally, I begged to make surgery a last resort (and had a doctor awesome enough to to wait as long as he possibly could). It still bothers me to this day that I didn't get that moment and Hubby didn't get to cut the cord, I know it wasn't anyone's fault and it could not be helped but I still get choked up about it. Of course I didn't say any of this out loud to the Mama, I kept it all inside so she wouldn't think I was looking down at her for her choice but I noticed that I did end the conversation sooner then I might have if her choice was different.
I guess this just goes right along with "we always want what we can't have". I don't think any woman's choice is wrong, I have my opinions and everyone else has theirs and that's OK. I never thought it would bother me so much to talk to a woman who chose a c-section though... this conversation was days ago and I still can't get it out of my mind. At the end of the day I'm just happy to have a healthy baby boy who I am able to breastfeed and looks at me like no one else in the world exists. Seeing him light up when I get home from work almost make going to work worth it. Sometimes the things I think about and feel strongly about since I became a Mom amaze and surprise me.
When I found out I was pregnant I was so excited at the thought of giving birth (no not the pain just the act) and was really hoping to go natural. Part of it was because after watching too much Discovery Channel I was petrified to have a c-section; part because I just wanted to have that feeling that I did it all by myself (to an extent of course, I did go to the hospital for the birth). After my water breaking, 22 hours of labor, caving into the epidural, dilating to 10 cm and pushing for 3 hours my dream bubble was burst. Minion was just not having any parts of coming out and I ended up with an emergency c-section. He's stubborn just like his Mama and didn't give a crap about the eviction notice my body served him with. Now I have to admit it was not nearly as bad as I expected but it still hurt like nothing else I've ever felt afterwards. I was lucky enough to have Hubby for the first week and the his brother stayed with us for 2 weeks after that and was a huge help as well. All in all Minion and I are just fine (aside from the forever itching yet numb scar I have just below the belt that can't be scratched in public) and I am hoping to be able to have a V-BAC in the future.
With that said, I recently had a conversation with a pregnant Mama I know who is 32 weeks along, she was telling me that they are taking the baby a week early due to her age and such. I asked if they were inducing her and she so no, they were going to schedule a c-section and she was happy about it, she said she gave birth vaginally 10 years ago and does not need to go through it again, she just wants the baby out. Now like I said, no judgement at all, it's her body and she can do as she pleases but it did upset me personally. I would have given anything to deliver my son vaginally, I begged to make surgery a last resort (and had a doctor awesome enough to to wait as long as he possibly could). It still bothers me to this day that I didn't get that moment and Hubby didn't get to cut the cord, I know it wasn't anyone's fault and it could not be helped but I still get choked up about it. Of course I didn't say any of this out loud to the Mama, I kept it all inside so she wouldn't think I was looking down at her for her choice but I noticed that I did end the conversation sooner then I might have if her choice was different.
I guess this just goes right along with "we always want what we can't have". I don't think any woman's choice is wrong, I have my opinions and everyone else has theirs and that's OK. I never thought it would bother me so much to talk to a woman who chose a c-section though... this conversation was days ago and I still can't get it out of my mind. At the end of the day I'm just happy to have a healthy baby boy who I am able to breastfeed and looks at me like no one else in the world exists. Seeing him light up when I get home from work almost make going to work worth it. Sometimes the things I think about and feel strongly about since I became a Mom amaze and surprise me.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Promotion!!!
7 1/2 years ago I started down the path to become an animal control officer/animal cruelty investigator, I have taken more classes then I can remember and put out a lot of money along the way. I was offered a job a few times with the same independent contractor in my county but he managed to screw me over 3 times (fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me, I'm pretty sure 3 times just makes me desperate), I was about to give up and started thinking about going back to school for something else when I caught a break. A big city animal shelter offered me a job as a dispatcher for their animal control department, it was only supposed to be part time but again I caught a break and very quickly moved to full time. While it wasn't the job I wanted and I was pretty sure I would hate it (I'm not one for desk jobs) it was a foot in the door so I took it.
About 6 months went by when a spot for an officer opened up...I jumped on it and handed in my resume extremely hopeful since I already worked in the department and had so much schooling, but 2 days later I found out I was pregnant with Minion so I went to my boss to pull my resume. It was very bittersweet at the time but I would not have changed a thing and to my surprise I actually really liked being a dispatcher.
Fast forward to this past January, another position opened up after months of my boss giving someone a chance over and over, finally he was just fired and it was over with. What seemed like weeks later (maybe it as) they posted the position as open, I was waiting in my bosses office to hand in my resume (which was in my locker) before she even finished putting the notices up around the building. 5 people applied, we all had our interviews and took a test (yeah I'm serious)over a month went by with no word of who was being hired...a second person was even fired in the mean time, I was starting to get discouraged, I just wanted to know if it was me or not. Well, yesterday after a very busy shift and no pump break (very painful by the way I don't recommend it) my boss pulled me aside and told me the job was mine!!!! I have not been given a start date yet since now she needs to replace me (which she only has a few weeks to do since she is 32 weeks pregnant).
I'm not sure it has completely sunk in yet... I've been after this job for so long and she told me at the beginning of my 3 day weekend, it just doesn't seem real. I will no longer be stuck at a desk as the shelters permanent vampire (I have only worked night shift for the past year and a half), I finally get to be more hands on with the animal rescuing, I may also have the opportunity to work the over night shift which means more time with Minion and less time for him with the babysitter. It's going to be rough I'm sure and I will probably be ore tired since I'll only be able to sleep when Hubby is home and Minion is napping but it's more money too and honestly, just spending those extra hours with him is enough to make me say yes. The only part of 3rd shift I am not looking forward to is disposing of our deceased, I'm not a fan of what we do and it borderline goes against my beliefs but I am 99% sure I'm going to suck it up and deal with it so I can enjoy the benefits. As a bonus, I'll have plenty of time to read on the 3rd shift.
Wish me luck!!!!!
About 6 months went by when a spot for an officer opened up...I jumped on it and handed in my resume extremely hopeful since I already worked in the department and had so much schooling, but 2 days later I found out I was pregnant with Minion so I went to my boss to pull my resume. It was very bittersweet at the time but I would not have changed a thing and to my surprise I actually really liked being a dispatcher.
Fast forward to this past January, another position opened up after months of my boss giving someone a chance over and over, finally he was just fired and it was over with. What seemed like weeks later (maybe it as) they posted the position as open, I was waiting in my bosses office to hand in my resume (which was in my locker) before she even finished putting the notices up around the building. 5 people applied, we all had our interviews and took a test (yeah I'm serious)over a month went by with no word of who was being hired...a second person was even fired in the mean time, I was starting to get discouraged, I just wanted to know if it was me or not. Well, yesterday after a very busy shift and no pump break (very painful by the way I don't recommend it) my boss pulled me aside and told me the job was mine!!!! I have not been given a start date yet since now she needs to replace me (which she only has a few weeks to do since she is 32 weeks pregnant).
I'm not sure it has completely sunk in yet... I've been after this job for so long and she told me at the beginning of my 3 day weekend, it just doesn't seem real. I will no longer be stuck at a desk as the shelters permanent vampire (I have only worked night shift for the past year and a half), I finally get to be more hands on with the animal rescuing, I may also have the opportunity to work the over night shift which means more time with Minion and less time for him with the babysitter. It's going to be rough I'm sure and I will probably be ore tired since I'll only be able to sleep when Hubby is home and Minion is napping but it's more money too and honestly, just spending those extra hours with him is enough to make me say yes. The only part of 3rd shift I am not looking forward to is disposing of our deceased, I'm not a fan of what we do and it borderline goes against my beliefs but I am 99% sure I'm going to suck it up and deal with it so I can enjoy the benefits. As a bonus, I'll have plenty of time to read on the 3rd shift.
Wish me luck!!!!!
Friday, March 8, 2013
To Easter Bunny or not? ...that is the question.
I can't decide whether or not to take Minion to see the Easter Bunny, we saw Santa but Easter has just never been that big of a thing for me. I don't do the whole church thing and I honestly don't remember my Mom doing much more then getting me a chocolate bunny. Hubby is no help, he says it's up to me. For some reason it just seems silly to me. At least with Santa the point is to tell him what you want for Christmas and he asks if you have been good this year... What's the point in sitting on the Bunny's lap? Is there a purpose I've never been made aware of? I do plan on putting a basket together for him (no candy of course, mostly toys since he is a baby) and of course we will do egg hunts and dying when he gets older but I don't think I need pictures of him with a giant Bunny. Am I weird? I don't see how I could possibly regret passing on this photo op but like the title says, I am a first time mom. I'd much rather get pictures of him in cute clothes and/or gDiapers and doing normal baby things then a picture that will go out once a year (maybe since I don't decorate for Easter like I do Halloween and Christmas), at least then I can put it in the ever growing pile of pictures to hang on the wall. Speaking of, I should probably talk to my photographer about his 9 and 12 month pictures.
This brings up the question of what happens when your child figures out there is no Santa, no Easter Bunny and no Tooth Fairy. Will they hate you? There seem to be a lot of Moms in a few online groups I belong to that think it will damage a kid to find out that their parents lied to them their whole life and then they may have a nervous break down at the age of 9 (or whatever age they find out, I just went with the average of me and my siblings). I must have missed the memo that I was supposed to freak out because when I figured it out at 7-8 years old I was not crushed or mad and I didn't freak out on my parents, I don't even think I told them I knew, I just went with it. When my siblings were born I didn't ruin things for them, I thought it was fun. My Dad just told me this past year that when we were little he and my Step Mom would give us all the gifts from Santa first and then the gifts from them so that when we found out it would still give us something to look forward to. With my Mom, she always went with "Santa doesn't wrap gifts" so the wrapped presents were from her making it more fun (now you know how I figured it out). I pretty sure I never believed in the Easter Bunny but I could be wrong and I found out about the Tooth Fairy after only a couple teeth fell out. (Mom had a mug with a few 50 cent pieces in it that she didn't know I was fascinated by, I found one under my pillow and one was missing from the mug...not rocket science.) Minion will definitely be brought up with fictional characters and I'm not worried one bit about him hating me later in life about it. I've never heard of someone freaking out on the world because there is no Santa, after all, there is still a special magic in the air around Christmas time (unless you work in a liquor store, then its 6-8 weeks of Hell. I guess most retail jobs might be the same).
Why is it only Santa and the Easter Bunny we get pictures with? Why is there no giant leprechaun sitting in the middle of the mall for St. Patrick's Day or some scary Halloween-ish figure for Halloween? Who decided on which characters were more photogenic? Now I'm not saying all of these should be mall photo ops I'm just curious how Santa and the Bunny made the cut. At the end of the day, I think I'm going to pass on the Bunny. I hope I don't kick myself later but I really doubt I will.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
First Play Date...
...was a bust. A friend of mine has a son who is just under a month older then Minion and invited us over. Minion has seen other babies before but has never really been able to play with them, since he is mobile now I thought it would be the perfect time for his first play date. As you know from my post the other day he has not been sleeping recently but has still been pretty pleasant during the day so I thought nothing if it. Well he fell asleep in the car on the way there (nothing unusual) and woke up as soon as we got in the door (also not unusual), he started fussing to get out of the car seat but never stopped. I couldn't put him down, he didn't want to play, he cried when I gave him lunch... he was a mess and very un-Minion like. My friend's baby on the other hand was great, didn't want to share but he's a baby so that's to be expected. I felt so bad, he ended up falling asleep in my arms before we left. We plan to get them together again soon, hopefully Minion will be on a better mood.
He and Minion are so close in age, 25 days apart, but it was neat to see the differences in what they can do. Her son is an expert crawler and can walk with help, he also loves to play by himself with toys while Minion just learned to crawl and pull himself up. Until this weekend he never really played with anything that was not his precious rings, maybe he saw the other baby playing and realized what he was supposed to do because now he is all about his toys. It's adorable to see him so interested in things, he loves his Disney train and blocks. He's also been chasing fat cat Monkey around and climbing on senior dog, Deuce... both have been taking it like a champ, I'm so proud of them, I was a bit worried.
AND HE SLEPT SATURDAY NIGHT! All night! It was wonderful, he slept Sunday night too, Monday however he went to sleep, got up a few hours later and stayed up but was extremely pleasant all day. We played almost all day, I love that baby...he's so stinking cute!
He and Minion are so close in age, 25 days apart, but it was neat to see the differences in what they can do. Her son is an expert crawler and can walk with help, he also loves to play by himself with toys while Minion just learned to crawl and pull himself up. Until this weekend he never really played with anything that was not his precious rings, maybe he saw the other baby playing and realized what he was supposed to do because now he is all about his toys. It's adorable to see him so interested in things, he loves his Disney train and blocks. He's also been chasing fat cat Monkey around and climbing on senior dog, Deuce... both have been taking it like a champ, I'm so proud of them, I was a bit worried.
AND HE SLEPT SATURDAY NIGHT! All night! It was wonderful, he slept Sunday night too, Monday however he went to sleep, got up a few hours later and stayed up but was extremely pleasant all day. We played almost all day, I love that baby...he's so stinking cute!
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