My kids are fruitloops. Yes, I call them that. Actually, the word of the week is stinkerbutt. Mature, huh? Everytime one of us does something silly, stupid, etc. we call each other a stinkerbutt. Parenting at it's finest.
As for the passing of the puppy, that did not last. Lex only lasted an hour before he wanted it. But, that's okay, because Nate only last five minutes in his new bed before he was crying hysterically and wanted back in his crib.
Lex informed me, again, that Nate will not stay in his bed and that we will have to tape him down.
Nate is seriously into tattling on Lex. I say seriously because of the expression on his face and the seriousness of his voice. I love that I am actually able to have a conversation with him now. His vocabulary is really coming along.
Bailey has realized that she needs to bone up when it comes to the boys. Nate has managed to take her down in a bulldozer type move. Totally caught her off guard. At least she found humor in it.
We thought for sure that Bailey would be sleeping with all three cats. She did, the first few days, then she decided no way. They kept walking all over her head and waking her up. So now, she shuts her door tight at night.
Lex on the other hand, wanted the cats out of his room when he shared with Nate. Now, that he is a big boy and has his own room, the cats all sleep with. Every night. I have found him on the floor and all three cats sprawled out on his bed.
I have a feeling Nate's cat will be trying to sleep with him as soon as he is in his toddler bed as he has been jumping into his crib. Nate finds no humor in that whatsoever.
Let's see...the couch cushions are never on my couches anymore. The kids take them off and call it "slippee-do." I don't know...it keeps them happy and not arguing. I can deal with that.
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