Our fun time

To say that parenting over the last month has been challenging is an extreme understatement.  The kids are going through massive transition and the toll that it has taken on us feels massive.

Max is going through a lot right now.  He wants to be a grown up in the worst way.  He wants to sit at the table (not his chair), wants to drink out of a big cup (not his sippy cup), wants to dress himself (not be dressed), wants to walk (not be pushed in a stroller) - he thinks he is much bigger than he is.  We're trying to find a balance between giving him freedom and keeping him safe.  It is hard, though.

He has also taken up climbing as a favorite hobby.  He's always liked to climb, but now moreso than ever.  Because he's bigger and more grown up, he's a better climber.  Since he's a better climber, he's more adventurous.  This has caused great heartburn.  It all started last week when he began climbing out of his crib.  He did this thing where he would then crawl across the dresser, into Nick's crib and just by staring at him, make Nick cry.  The crib is Nick's happy place and as of last week, Max learned how to invade it.

This went on until Friday when I took off one side of Max's crib.  Then, he got out and would still climb on the dresser, into Nick's crib.  He did this until he busted his nose on Friday night.  Blood everywhere.  Screaming.

I think that was after he had been up all night the night before with a stomach bug.  Steph spent the night in his room with him, sleeping on the floor.  That was a fun night.

Over the weekend, I got smart and rearranged the room.  I thought that if he didn't have a dresser to crawl on, he wouldn't get out of his bed, certainly wouldn't climb into Nick's crib.  Well, I learned 2 things:  1) there was no way he was staying in that crib, all open like that and 2) the disassembled bed really messed him up.  He was terrified of the openness.  I finally broke down and re-assembled the crib this morning at 3:30 AM, after Nick had been sick all night.  That was another fun night.

Now, as I type this, Steph is sick.  Since Gracie was sick last Sunday, guess who's getting sick next?

Joy.