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August 20, 2012

Napping at Day Care

Napping at Day Care


Teagan was sent home today with this picture.  She napped at day care.  Again.  This is two days in a row for naps at day care.  Crazy.

I think these may be the first naps at day care in over a year, maybe even two years.  Well, except for when she’s been sick and sent home.  She  never naps at day care.  I think they didn’t believe it either, which is why they took a picture, to prove it.

Still.  Teagan napping is so rare that they had to send a picture.  LOL!

Ashlin, who does still nap at day care, is picking up a new word every day or so.  Today’s word, puppy.  She was using sidewalk chalk, when two dogs went by (with a lady walking them, of course).  Ashlin noticed, stopped what she was doing, pointed and said something.  I supplied the correct word – puppy.  She repeated it.  Again.

We waved bye bye to the puppies as they rounded the corner.  Once we came back inside to finish dinner, she told Stu that there were puppies!

Sidewalk Chalk

Sidewalk Chalk


August 14, 2012


Look who is down for her second night sleeping without a bubble. Yay! So proud of her. So never thought we’d actually get here.

She decided on Sunday morning that she was giving her bubbles to Ashlin. The first nap of the day did not go very well, she begged for it back. Eventually, she settles, though never slept. Second nap, we ended up getting it back, with much reluctance on our part.

We had a chat with her about needing to go through with what you say you are going to do, and with how big she is, and she really didn’t need her pacifier any more.

Yesterday, she decided that she was done, and gave her sister her bubbles again. And after a few false starts and some delay tactics, she went down, without her bubble. And stayed down.

When she woke up this morning, we didn’t make a big deal about her achievement. It was business as usual. After yelling to the neighborhood that she could see my underwear – I was getting dressed for work – Stu took them off to day care, and chatted with her on the way, promising chicken donuts if she made it the whole week. A dinner of nuggets isn’t too difficult of a reward.

We’re on night two. Tonight was easier. Fingers crossed!


July 3, 2012

20120703-225824.jpgMore fireworks tonight!  We had gone to a local show on Friday, had a blast.  Today, it was just us.  We decided that we’d leave to get there just in time for the show.  The girls got to bed a little early, and were woken up about an hour or so later.  Both were very groggy as they were loaded up into the car and off we went.

Teagan was excited, but sleepy.  Ashlin napped most of the way down, though did wake up and sing a little.  There was a bit of trouble parking, but eventually we found a spot, and headed to the beach.  I love watching fireworks on the beach, over the water.  You can also see other towns’ shows, with the ocean in the background, reflecting the bursts back up to the sky.  Unfortunately, you often miss out on the concussive blasts, the bang!, of the displays.  Sometimes I think I am happy having beach beneath my feet, other times, I need the explosion.


Ashlin pointed at the fireworks for a while while Stu held her.  But soon enough, she got fussy.  I had her for a bit, then put her in the stroller.  Teagan watched the show for a while, then got distracted by the sand, and a couple of Hispanic girls nearby who were throwing sand.  She tried to throw some, but I told her she was not to throw sand.  “But them girls is throwing sand.”  I sounded just like my mother when I replied “Just because someone else is doing something, doesn’t mean you should.”  I followed with a “maybe their mother doesn’t see what they’re doing.”

20120703-225835.jpgThe finale got her attention again.  It was a nice finale, lots of bursts and some lovely, loud explosions.

We loaded up the stroller, then the car, and braved the traffic.  As we crawled along at a hungry caterpillar pace, she asked if we could go see more fireworks.  Tomorrow.  With Guthrie, and Emaline and Eric.  With a picnic and music.  Then go to the beach.  I guess Ashlin and the other moms can go have drinks and stay in air conditioning.  He he he.

Maybe we’ll get to go to another show this year.  Probably not though.  It would be nice.  Maybe we’ll try the same thing Friday, if there’s a show close enough.  Dinner, early bed, wake up and load into the car to get there in the nick of time.

Maybe we’ll get to sit closer.  So we can feel them.



June 8, 2012 ~ Belated

So, I started this post last night, but never got to finish.  Instead, I fell asleep.  Even though Ash is sleeping better, I’m still catching up.

Sleeping Beauty

Ashlin seems to have turned a corner as far as sleeping through the night goes.  She’ll sleep now for most of the night – 10 hours!! OMG! –  for four or five nights.  The other nights she’ll be up once around 9pm and again around midnight.  Also, there seems to be an alarm that wakes her every morning around 6am, but most days she’ll go back to sleep, after a little bit of a crying protest.  Some days, like yesterday, she’s up at stupid early.  Too early.

Still, she’s so much better than she was, even just a  month ago.  It’s not always easy adjusting to a few good nights of sleep and then an interrupted night, but we’re finally getting there.  I knew we would, it was just a matter of time.  Ashlin needed to get to the right point, a point where her tummy was full enough, or she wasn’t sick or teething, a point where she wasn’t waking up thirsty and unsure how to go back to sleep.  And it seems that she has done it.  Finally.

Sleep is a wonderful thing.

Goose Egg

Goose eggs, on the other hand, are not.

She came home from day care with this lovely egg.  It was an impressive bump and bruise.  The teacher said that she tripped over her feet or something, and fell onto the toy box.  Shame on those pesky feet for getting in the way!


May 11, 2012


Sleeping Beauty

Ashlin must have been so tired from all that walking yesterday that she slept through the night and was still sound asleep at 8am. Dead to the world.  That’s almost 13 hours of sleep. In a row.  Unheard of for her. Absolutely awesome.

She was non-stop this morning, walking, walking, walking.  Crawling was not on her agenda.  I’m not sure if she kept walking everywhere at day care or not, but that’s all she wanted at home.  When Stu brought her home, he set her down, and she immediately walked over to me for a hug.  So sweet.  Heartbreaking.  I do wish she’d slow down, stay a baby, but she is determined to be a toddler.  I’m so proud of her.

The rate she’s going, she’ll be running next week.  We will be seeing more of those lovely bruises on her forehead, I’m sure.

I’m going to miss the half-robot half-zombie walk.

Teagan, has also been doing so well.  She’s been very well behaved the past week or so, listening and actually doing as asked.  Being quiet at nap time.  Also, there hasn’t been a potty accident,  until today, for at least two weeks.  The accident today was at nap time.  We’re not sure if it was because she was sleeping – probably not – or because she didn’t want to get up because she was focused on being good and quiet during nap time.  One way or another, one accident in two weeks is great.



April 5, 2012


Teagan's Spring Flower

Looking back on the year so far, I’ve done pretty well with my heretofore unstated challenge for writing a Post a Day.  But lately I’ve been feeling that I’m reaching for material to write about.  That it’s becoming a chore and not something I want to do.  Something I like to do.  I don’t think I’m improving my writing, but writing for posting’s sake.

I’m glad I’ve done it though.  I have some posts I know I’ll go back to as time passes.  Some moments that I’m glad I recorded, even with my mediocre writing.

So, maybe it’s time to stop the daily posts.  I will still post…  this has been a sort of journal of mine for over six years.  There will be so many little bits of life I won’t want to forget, so many cute things that the girls will do that I won’t want to forget.  So many things I’ll want to share.  If I don’t write them down, I know I will forget.  They’ll fade.

And then I won’t have lovely things to embarrass them with when they get older.  I wonder how many times I can post pictures of their bums or them picking their nose or a video of them farting.  Maybe just sharing their artwork, or simply posting a picture of them sleeping.

Everyone loves a baby sleeping, don’t they?


Ashlin sleeping hard at day care



March 24, 2012

Who Me?

Look who had a new tooth show up over night!

When she went to bed last night, she had the two on the bottom and then the top two eye teeth that are through, but not fully erupted.  This morning, as she was eating cheese and crackers, there was a new one on the bottom left just taunting me.

The top two aren’t out yet, just hanging out there, bulging her gums, looking ready to cut through.

This does explain why she’s been so cranky at bedtime these past few days.   Well, more than just the two teeth that aren’t cut yet.  However, she’s been a bit less bity, which is nice, though her latch is a bit scrape-y still.  I can’t seem to find a position where she’s not scraping those freshly budded top teeth.  Hopefully, soon, we’ll get it figured out.  I don’t remember this being such an issue with her sister.

This cheese-loving baby now has five teeth.  She seems to be getting a new tooth every week!


March 21, 2012

Look who didn’t have an accident today!


Look who has four teeth!  Four pointy, sharp teeth!


Four teeth doesn’t mean she’s sleeping through the night yet.  But maybe…  soon…  Maybe she’ll give me a present on her birthday?


March 12, 2012

Ashlin’s been putting us through the ringer with these teeth of hers.  They can’t come through fast enough for me.  She wants to be held, but then doesn’t want to be held.  You can’t rock, or sway, or spin or swing her.  She’s not happy if you sit, nor is she happy if you stand.  She will not let you put her down, but she doesn’t want to be held.  She cries if you hold her horizontally, but also if you hold her vertically.  The teething tablets are helping a little, but not enough.  Motrin is also helping a little, but not enough.

The past two nights it’s taken somewhere between 45 minutes to an hour to get her asleep.  And then she may not stay asleep.  She comes up for air, or comforting, and then it takes another 30-45 minutes to get her back down.  Three to four (and sometimes five,) hours of sleep with just a few awake minutes of nursing and patting, but then more sleep is great.  Two to three hours of sleep, with an hour of nursing and trying to put back down is not fun.

I’m not 100% sure I do want her to have more teeth, she has become a bit bitey, and I’m not quite ready to stop nursing her.  But I do want her to not be in pain any more, to feel better.  I’d also like her to be my lovely, yet not-so-great sleeper, who would sleep (a bit!).  The one you could put down drowsy with her glow worm, and who would put herself to sleep.  I’d also like her to stop biting.

Is that too much to ask?


March 9, 2012

Go the Fu*k to Sleep

Did I mention four teeth?  One is almost all the way through, the other eye tooth is pushing and bulging.  You can see the outlines of the two front teeth now.  She may not look like a short hockey player, after all.  Or, if she does, not for long.  Maybe her birthday pictures will be nice…

She didn’t sleep well last night, and is very unsettled tonight.  I think she’s got more going on in her mouth than both motrin and the teething tablets can help.  She’s been surfacing a bit, crying, needing a rock and snuggle, new round on her glowworm.

Teeth suck.