Sleep for me is rare these days, my allergies and asthma are in full attack mode..so usually by midnight I'm on the couch trying to spare my family from the persistent coughing and wheezing....my 3 year old likes to rise nice and early-usually she marches strait into our room and snuggles in bed between us...the mornings I'm not there...she comes searching....."Good morning mom" Is what I hear as she struts down the hall... "I have a gooooooddd rest mom" is the next phrase ALWAYS uttered....and I'm thinking to myself....I wish I had a good rest, and no it's not going to be a good morning...and why can't you be small enough to still cage in a crib like your brother (who I can hear in his room jumping in the crib and babbling to himself)....if I ignore him early in the morning, he usually goes back to sleep...Carter on the other hand is ready to start her day...so I turn on a movie, doze a little and try to keep an ear to her wandering about the house....
Well, the other morning, my ears head a soft clink clink....the sound of only ONE thing....Carter feeding Fish the fish of course....He must have looked REALLY hungry because she decided to dump the very FULL container of food ALL into the bowl (yay for mom who'd just changed the water the day before!)
I felt like I was suffocating just watching Fish try to swim around in the murky water....it was SOOOO stanky and just SOOO ick!!! We learned a few lessons.....
1: Mom needs caffeine stocked in the pantry for mornings as such
2: Perhaps the fish food should be kept out of the 3 yr olds reach
3: We shall never use a live fish as incentive to potty train again (this fish just won't die!)
On a more pleasant note, Owen is crawling like crazy, and learning to climb like a champ...I know you're questioning why this is pleasant...well at least he is finding something to do other than follow me around the house whining and crying and screaming like an angry little man!!!
He's ALL boy and loves to be rough and tumble, climbing is his favorite thing, he's now mastered getting up on the ottoman and the kids chairs....he's also mastered falling head first off of my bed and the couch....I knew that big hard head of his would come in handy someday!!! The only thing that will ruin his play is BIG SIS thinking she's the boss!
The pterodactyl like screeching from Owen, after having to give up his spot on the changing table shelf while sister had a turn was deafening....he definitely has a voice and will let you know EXACTLY how he's feeling....quite often he and Carter get in tug of war matches over toys...the screech always comes first, followed by faint sounds of a bald head or face being slapped, followed by Carter's fake crying and screaming "No bud NO" as Owen has a death grip on her hair and a malicious glint in his eye like he's saying "Finally i'm big enough to get you back...buwahahaha!"
He's finally starting to grow into that big head of his....he just gets more and more handsome!
At least they do know how to play nice together..........SOMETIMES....for a few minutes at a time at least.....Carter decided they both needed their hoods on, they looked so nice playing together...that is until Sis pushed all of the magnets WAY up above Owen's head so he couldn't touch them and play too.....OH it's only the beginning...MANY years to go, and more children to add eventually to the chaos of sibling fun..er...uh.......sibling rivalry might be more like it!
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