The weekend is over already and tomorrow starts another busy week of school and work for us. It was kind of a productive weekend around here. Saturday we woke up early and brought the youngest two to their grandparent's and took Lydia garage saling and out for breakfast with us. We rarely (actually this is probably a first!) do anything with just Ryan, me, and one of the kids. I think Lydia felt pretty special!
After garage saling we came home and Ryan finsished painting the living room because the carpeting is coming tomorrow. I worked on cleaning the upstairs and for the first time in a long time I have a neat and organized bedroom. I feel like I could just go in there and read a book... If I only had the time to read a book. I'm really wishing to divulge in a good book right now- forget everything else.
After seeing the clean bedroom, Lydia said, "Mom, where did all your junk go?... Is it under the bed?" haha!
We tried to put Jack in Lydia's room the other night so that Hannah could get moved out of our room. They laughed and giggled and talked for about an hour or so before Jack started yelling, "All done! ALL DONE!" So... With little patience for kids being up till midnight, I rolled his crib right back into his room.
Plan B: Move Hannah into Lydia's room. This one actually seems to be working... And since they're both early risers, it makes more sense anyways. We'll let Jack sleep till 9 or 10 in his own cozy little room. Lydia was so worried about Hannah getting moved back out right away like Jack did. She told me, "If she cries, I'll just sing to her.... deee-duh-deeeeee-daaa. It's okay if she cries."
Even though I'm always ready to move the baby out of our room (because it gets so crowded and I feel like everyone sleeps better) I still get this twinge of sadness. It's like... they're not that little, tiny baby anymore. Even though I wouldn't want to still be going through the twice-a-night feedings, I do always feel a little lost when they aren't sleeping a foot away.
Oops. I was looking at some of the older posts on this page and realized I titled one "...Middle july." What? Let's hope it's not the middle of July already... The fact that it's the middle of June is shocking enough as we still have not had much for summer weather.
Happy Father's Day to both of our Dads! And to Ryan of course- who does so much for our kids!