The last week has been fabulous – I mean how could it not when you go to bed by 7pm..and then are up at 8:30, 10, 11:15, 12, 2, 3:30, 5 and 6? How could it not. I mean who really needs sleep? Getting up 7 times per night just seems so normal now.
What I love the most about your getting up 5-7 times per night is that you don’t just whimper and stir – you wake the neighborhood. I assume this means you will be in theatre someday for the drama you exude at 4 in the morning?
The whole family is starting to enjoy your nightly antics.
I am a strict mom when it comes to sleeping, too – and will let you cry it out. You are so amazing and determined that you can seemingly joyfully cry for 5 hours straight. Wow. My head just popped off.
Now, I know you are mad at me for using Elmer’s to stick that bow on you this week – but you need to get over it. I couldn’t find the Vaseline anywhere..and the Elmer’s washed right out.
And I know you are probably thinking “well, I am her last baby – so she must want to spend 24/7 with me – so I will just figure out a way to make it so…” Which is true to an extent. Or maybe you are just spoiling me now, so when I finally do get sleep, in a year or so, – it is not such a rude awakening when you come home drunk with your friends when you are 16 and wake the whole house up again? Sadly, by then I will probably be too old to care…so thank you for doing this to me while I am still relatively young.
In other news, your world revolves around your sisters. Your face lights up and you squeal when they come home from school. You just want to be near them. I can already picture you next Fall, standing outside waiting for the bus, when you are not in your bed screaming.
You are starting to feed yourself a bit. Not very successfully yet, so Donut is happy to eat the scraps left to the floor. Donut is a freak to eat mushy half-eaten baby food remains.
Esther has named your scowl your “icky face” – and now I get to hear the girls tell you 268 times per days to stop making your “icky face!” A simple smile goes a long way, girlfriend.
In closing, like Mrs Sullivan said this weekend “it is a good thing you are cute!”
Love you no matter what,