Avery and I went to church Sunday. Our Sunday School class started our finance class. When we got home, I filled Ned in on our homework assignment...start writing down everything you spend. He wasn't excited. I then forgot to make us start, and we missed the next class. I do hope to get with the program soon. Sam and Avery had fun with some old cell phones that morning.
Our week consisted of tears at Bible Zone Monday night and at dance Wednesday night. I have no idea what that was about, other than the time change did throw us off a bit. Avery was up early each day and then took mega naps or no naps at all. Sam was cutting a tooth and waking about 5:30 a.m. each day. So far, my children haven't figured out that no matter the wake-up time, they aren't getting up until the get-up time.
I had my first observation of the school year Thursday, and Ned took the kids to Jennifer's so that I could get to school early. Our main observations are now announced, so we no longer have a heart attack when someone comes in, we just get the stress of waiting for it.
Friday was a big day. Toes {our Elf on the Shelf} made a quick trip while we were gone during the day and took Avery's crib away. In its place, he left a fun monster truck...Avery's choice.
And yes, Avery was over 3 and still in her crib. We bought a 2nd crib when Sam was born and have been sleeping well with her sleeping well and knowing she was safe. She would have slept in the crib a lot longer, which made it harder on me to take away. Anyway, we had a celebratory dinner at Cracker Barrel then came home to hop in bed. The tears that came as I tucked her in ended when I told her I would sit for a minute if she stopped crying. A few minutes later she gave me permission to go downstairs and it was me who needed to cry over my big girl. Maybe I've forgotten, but the crib seemed harder than bottles or pacifiers for me. Luckily, she was just fine.
Saturday started early in the big girl bed but that was due to an upset stomach. I had a mom fail by raising my voice to get a picture of her in her bed. We regrouped, got Sam up, and tried again.
We went to Conway Photo Shop that morning and had Christmas pictures taken of Avery and Sam. My mom met us there and provided the entertainment behind the camera while I literally rolled Sam back where he needed to be 50 times. If pictures with one child is stress-inducing, then pictures with two will make this rare drinker an alcoholic. Get Sam still and Avery won't smile. Avery smiles and Sam rolls away. I pushed my boundaries as we approached nap time by going into town to pick up Chick-Fil-A. Both Avery and Sam dozed off in the car before 12:30, so there was a lot of yelling and rolling down windows. Nap time caused some stress too after those few minutes of rest in the car. They finally went to sleep and so did I. After our rests we went out to enjoy the warm fall day. I decided to try to get some pictures of Sam for his 8 month post, and Avery, who was not always the most photogenic earlier in the day, needed to be in the action.
Sam enjoyed the swing while Avery swabbed the deck of her pirate ship. My parents came for a visit then I ordered pizza because we were completely out of food. Hunting season is upon us, and now that Sam is sitting up, I'm going to have to brave the grocery store with two if we want to eat on a regular basis.
We are in the midst of a busy week, and with Thanksgiving next week(!) it doesn't look like things will be slowing down any time soon.
2 comments:
Way to go Avery in the big girl bed! We just wrapped up our Dave Ramsey Financial class. We were on point in October, but November is not looking good with a major repair to the heater and D's first birthday party, and miles and miles of travel next week!
Whitney, you are a busy bee! I raise my voice too so do not feel badly at all. It happens to us all. I try to channel Michelle Duggar but that's just not me. Hope Avery is sleeping well in her big girl bed!
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