...your child is once again up at 2 am, crying his little eyes out.
GAH!
Levi has been changed, given a bottle, snuggled, read a book, given Tylenol and gas drops, and allowed to play until he curled up on the floor with a teddy. Which Mommy took as a very good hint to put said child to bed.
And now he's is alternating between 5 minutes of quiet and 1 minute or so of crying at the top of his lungs. Eventually he will cry himself to sleep...
...right?
RIGHT?!
Seriously, both the boys have been sleeping SO well for the past week or so, it's been blissful.
To escape the frustration and exhaustion, I'm going to journey back to happier days; more specifically, last night, when the boys had another confrontation with Daddy's spaghetti sauce and body painting came back into vogue.
Asher: Who made this mess?!
Oh...right...that would be me.
Attack of the spaghetti sauce!
Levi: I'm cleaner than my brother, Mommy!
Touch the camera?
SPAGHETTI GRIN!
Needless to say, Asher is a bit more... exuberant than his brother in the art of spaghetti sauce painting.
The good news?
Levi has now extended his quiet times to about 10 minutes at a time, and the crying fits have shortened to about 10 seconds long. Hopefully this is a good sign
1 comment:
I cannot express just how much I ADORE your children, Lindy. Their fondness for spaghetti art just makes me laugh so much!
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