Miss Piper still sleeps in a crib for one, well, two reasons. She can't get out of it and this is the only way she will nap. With baby coming soon, I've been thinking I should begin the transition to the toddler bed for her, for the fifteenth time, but without her afternoon nap, she is an absolute joy. I think she could win a whine-a-thon.
I put the babies, as they are dubbed in this house, to bed for a nap yesterday. Piper asked so sweetly if she could sleep in Tucker's bed and me, feeling like such a wonderful mother, allowed her to do so.
About an hour later, Piper came downstairs, wide eyed and bushy tailed with no signs or symptoms of nap- taking on her little face or in her demeanor.
"I taked a nap!" she said, smiling so big and bright.
"Did you nap or play?" I asked her.
"Play." she replied.
"Did Milo nap or play?" I asked her, now hearing him asking to get out of the crib from upstairs.
"He played."
Go figure. Back to the crib it is.
I sent the kids outside to play this morning while I put my eyeballs in and put something on other than my robe. I had grand plans to do a photo shoot with the kids today outside to update my blog banner. While I got ready, I heard Milo wailing from outside.
"Milo has a bloody nose!" Avery announced, leaping up from the lazy boy. She had stayed inside to finish her Magic Tree House book.
He came toddling over to me, pointing to his face and crying.
"How did this happen?" I asked Tucker.
"He fell down." he said, not giving any further detail.
I held his nose for all of 0.00014 seconds, the most he would allow and chased him around the house to prevent blood from splatting on every surface imaginable.
The bleeding stopped and I went about my getting ready. That's when I noticed his face was all scraped up and he had random goose eggs on various parts of his head.
"How did Milo fall down again?" I asked Tucker and Piper.
"Well, he was running on the sidewalk and he fell down." Tucker confessed.
"On what sidewalk?!" I asked, starting to panic.
"Oh, the one by our house." he said.
"And how did he get on the sidewalk?" I asked, attempting to remain calm.
"Well, Piper wanted her bike on the sidewalk and she opened the gate and he went out." he explained.
Breathe in, breathe out.
"And how exactly did Piper open the gate?" I asked. It is locked, after all.
"She just pushed it open." he said.
I went outside and attempted to open the gate without removing the lock. I wiggled it and jiggled it. No luck. I called for the kids to come out and demonstrate just how they open the gate without removing the lock.
All three took turns demonstrating it. Just push up on the lever, wiggle it a bit and the lock slides to the side, push up a little bit more on the lever and the gate opens.
I stood there, mouth agape, as I realized I was just outsmarted by a six, four and three year old.
The gate is now wired shut and none of the kids so far could demonstrate how to open it. Looks like Chet will have to do some handy work and I will have to do some more supervision of the backyard happenings.
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I tried to take a picture of Milo's face but he wouldn't sit still until he picked up Avery's Magic Tree House book and sang Jesus Loves Me. "YES, Jeeyah wuv ee! YES, Jeeyah wuv ee! Bobo tell me SO!"
So much for taking pictures today.
I put the babies, as they are dubbed in this house, to bed for a nap yesterday. Piper asked so sweetly if she could sleep in Tucker's bed and me, feeling like such a wonderful mother, allowed her to do so.
About an hour later, Piper came downstairs, wide eyed and bushy tailed with no signs or symptoms of nap- taking on her little face or in her demeanor.
"I taked a nap!" she said, smiling so big and bright.
"Did you nap or play?" I asked her.
"Play." she replied.
"Did Milo nap or play?" I asked her, now hearing him asking to get out of the crib from upstairs.
"He played."
Go figure. Back to the crib it is.
I sent the kids outside to play this morning while I put my eyeballs in and put something on other than my robe. I had grand plans to do a photo shoot with the kids today outside to update my blog banner. While I got ready, I heard Milo wailing from outside.
"Milo has a bloody nose!" Avery announced, leaping up from the lazy boy. She had stayed inside to finish her Magic Tree House book.
He came toddling over to me, pointing to his face and crying.
"How did this happen?" I asked Tucker.
"He fell down." he said, not giving any further detail.
I held his nose for all of 0.00014 seconds, the most he would allow and chased him around the house to prevent blood from splatting on every surface imaginable.
The bleeding stopped and I went about my getting ready. That's when I noticed his face was all scraped up and he had random goose eggs on various parts of his head.
"How did Milo fall down again?" I asked Tucker and Piper.
"Well, he was running on the sidewalk and he fell down." Tucker confessed.
"On what sidewalk?!" I asked, starting to panic.
"Oh, the one by our house." he said.
"And how did he get on the sidewalk?" I asked, attempting to remain calm.
"Well, Piper wanted her bike on the sidewalk and she opened the gate and he went out." he explained.
Breathe in, breathe out.
"And how exactly did Piper open the gate?" I asked. It is locked, after all.
"She just pushed it open." he said.
I went outside and attempted to open the gate without removing the lock. I wiggled it and jiggled it. No luck. I called for the kids to come out and demonstrate just how they open the gate without removing the lock.
All three took turns demonstrating it. Just push up on the lever, wiggle it a bit and the lock slides to the side, push up a little bit more on the lever and the gate opens.
I stood there, mouth agape, as I realized I was just outsmarted by a six, four and three year old.
The gate is now wired shut and none of the kids so far could demonstrate how to open it. Looks like Chet will have to do some handy work and I will have to do some more supervision of the backyard happenings.
-001.jpg)
I tried to take a picture of Milo's face but he wouldn't sit still until he picked up Avery's Magic Tree House book and sang Jesus Loves Me. "YES, Jeeyah wuv ee! YES, Jeeyah wuv ee! Bobo tell me SO!"
So much for taking pictures today.
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