Wednesday, February 26, 2014

26 February 2014

I wish I had a photo of my baby's sweet smiley face for this post.  (When you ask him, who's the baby?  he smiles and points to himself.)  This weekend we faced the bedtime demon and defeated him.  Bobo outgrew his crib several weeks ago and we moved him into the bottom bunk and put away the pack'n'play.  He was okay with it, but he kept getting out of bed and we tried a whole bunch of strategies to convince him to go to bed, but none of them worked.  (Part of the problem was that we made this move while we were all sick, Bobo included.  With horrible sinus congestion.) We were getting less and less sleep, and finally after he stayed up until 2 a.m. last week, we decided we were done with creative strategies and that Bobo was just going to have to figure it out.

Friday night we put him in bed and then I held the bedroom door shut for an hour and a half while he complained about not being allowed out of his bedroom.  Nut Brown went to sleep in our bed.  Finally he got himself back into bed and went to sleep.  We'd tried this before but he'd just screamed for two and a half hours, so we let him out and moved on to other ideas.  This time I decided that I was ready to hold the door shut for hours and hours until he went to bed, because him not sleeping was making life so hard for the other four of us!  I felt very fortunate that it was only an hour and a half - not sure what's different this time around, maybe that he's a whole three weeks older?

Saturday night he made a half-hearted effort and went to bed after half an hour.  Sunday night he only fussed for five minutes.  At this point he'd figured out that he wasn't going to be allowed to open the door, so instead of twisting the knob, he started knocking on the door and calling 'mama!' (heartbreaking).  Last night he still fussed, but we are definitely making progress.  He still gets up in the middle of the night and comes to sleep in our bed, but I'm hopeful that once he finally gets rid of the last of the cold/sinus bleh he'll sleep all the way through the night.

Thank goodness for small mercies, like a baby who learns to go to bed so I can go to bed too.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

25 February 2014

Rose Pink has been doing a lot more writing.  Some samples:

 Not exactly sure which of her identities signed the above note.
 
 
 She asked me to teach her to write in cursive.  We had a couple lessons and then she just decided she could figure the rest of it out herself.  This is the first note she gave me that was written entirely in cursive.
 
 
 Mr. Brown and I have been carefully tracking expenses as we do the weekly shopping.  One week she decided she would do it for us, and wrote out the week's list in the car on the way to the store, checked off the items, and noted the prices.
 
 
When I was really sick, she made my lunch, wiped off the table, and set it with this note and two candles made out of paper (which are now on my desk at work).
 

I decided to get out some of my old paper dolls for her.  She was totally excited by the quantity and variety of my collection, and I told her that if she took reasonable care of this group of paper dolls (the Ginghams) then we could get some more out for her as well.  That night she left this note for me on my dresser.
 

In Rose Pink's book, it's always Mother's Day at our house.

Sunday, February 23, 2014

23 February 2014

What with all the being sick and Mr. Brown's ongoing depression, there's been a fair amount of tv-watching in our house lately, especially superhero cartoons.  Some of our Treo block sets are superhero themed and have blocks with images of superheroes on them.  The other night Bobo came out to the kitchen where I was cooking holding some of those blocks, and he was obviously pretending to be a superhero, roaring around and bashing things.  It was so cute to see in someone who is not yet two.

Saturday, February 22, 2014

22 February 2014

Some random artwork by Rose Pink:



Friday, February 21, 2014

21 February 2014

Bobo outgrew his pack'n'play so we are working on transitioning him to the bottom bunk.  It has not been going smoothly, in part because a) he is child #3 and b) he is so independent-minded.  We tried letting him cry it out while holding the door shut, but he just screamed for two and a half hours so we gave that up.  We tried putting him back in bed consistently every time he got out of it, but gave up after about fifteen times.  At the moment, he stays up watching tv on mute with Mr. Brown until he falls asleep.  Then Mr. Brown puts him in bed.  Some nights he stays there, but usually he gets up at least once and comes and gets in bed with us.  He falls right asleep once he climbs in, and sometimes after a half hour or so I can put him back in his bed and he'll stay there.  Other times he wakes up again and comes right back to our bed.  The last couple nights we've skipped his afternoon nap on purpose, hoping to wear him out so he'd go to bed on time.  Last night he fell asleep at seven, but woke up at nine o'clock or so and was up for several hours before going back to bed.  Timing of this transition was maybe not the greatest, because we've been sick and now he's sick, but it has overall been very hard on his parents.  It seems like he's forgotten how to put himself to sleep, which he used to do just fine, and so he can't go to bed until he's completely exhausted.  We're thinking about buying a crib and starting sleep training all over again.

Last night Nut Brown asked me to play chess with him (we just inherited a second hand set from a friend).  After we were about five minutes into it, he said, 'Wouldn't this be more fun if they had spells?' and then he made up a bunch of spells for each piece to have, including summoning players back from the dead and dealing death to other players.  I opted out of the rest of the game, since a lot of other rules changed at the same time, but he was happy to play both sides until white had completely wiped out black.  'My armies are courageous,' he kept saying.

Thursday, February 20, 2014

20 February 2014

Rose Pink made up a warranty at the request of her grandpa and accidentally mailed it to her other grandmother.  Grandmother filled it out and sent it back, and I really wanted to preserve it.

 
 
Tuesday nights Nut Brown has gymnastics lessons, so Rose Pink and Bobo and I usually head to the library for their Tuesday night family activities.  This Tuesday they had the local nature society there with their collections of interesting stuff - fossils, pelts, bones, fish (yes! alive! in a tank!) and also... owl pellets.  Rose Pink got to dissect several and found a variety of skulls, jawbones and ribs from various rodents.  The people from the bat house were also there with some of their live bats.  Bobo was completely fascinated with them and kept wanting to go back and look at them.  Mr. Brown has trained the kids well- Rose Pink asked lots of questions of the presenters and really enjoyed the whole evening.  It was pretty awesome.  I learned a lot more about the kind of wildlife we have in our area.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

19 February 2014

I teach Nut Brown's Sunday School class.  This week we talked about families and love, and we all drew pictures of our families.  Here is Nut Brown's drawing: 
 
Here is mine:
Rose Pink colored it when we got home.  She drew herself wearing one of her favorite shirts, which is a hand-me-down from her good friend Cora.  It has Cora's name on it.  I offered to unpick the stitches, but one of the reasons she loves it is because it has Cora's name on it.  Mr. Brown says that one of the things I missed out on because I was the oldest is how cool your older siblings made their clothes before they passed them on to you.  Rose Pink's affection for the shirt is certainly evidence of that!

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

18 February 2014

We're *still* sick.  The two older kids got off pretty lightly, although Nut Brown is still markedly slightly deaf from ear congestion.  This week Bobo went to the doctor and came home with antibiotics for a double ear infection.  Mr. Brown, who is the one who started all this, seemed to be mostly better but was complaining last night about a sore throat due to drainage.  I actually went back to the doctor yesterday because my ears hurt so much, but he said no infection, just plugged Eustachian tubes and I would just have to tough it out.  I finished the antibiotics almost a week ago (Mr. Brown finished even before me) and we are still waiting for all the drainage and soreness to finish up.

So Valentine's Day was pretty quiet this year.  I didn't get chocolates or flowers, although I did manage to get small boxes of chocolates for each of the kids.  V-Day is the favorite holiday of our friends the Truskies, but they had a hard week too, so we ended up have a Valentine's party on Monday the 17th, which is the federal holiday in February.  It turned out to be a playdate rather than a party, but the kids had fun and we exchanged valentines, so it was all good.  Rose Pink made the valentine at the top of the page for me.

The Truskies made up a box for us of things for the kids to do while their parents were so out of it with being sick and tired.  (We've been eating a lot of ramen noodles the last several weeks.)  It was called the 'Being Sick With Flair' box and had a bunch of silly stuff in it.  The kids loved the new games and activities, and it was such a relief for us to have something to entertain them.  In a great show of tender mercy, we also received two other random infusions of new playthings during our sickest weeks, which helped the kids stay busy while we were lying around.  Neither one was timed purposely like the 'Being Sick With Flair' box, but that made it even more evident that God is looking out for us in our hour of need.

I'm back at work now but we're cancelling a lot of evening activities and weekend plans because we are still sick and still too tired to be happily social.  I can't believe we're halfway through February - we've spent most of it feeling horrid.

Monday, February 10, 2014

10 February 2014

A friend brought us a 'being sick with flair' box that included party decorations.  Saturday I was feeling a lot better (thank you, antibiotics) and made muffins.  Nut Brown said with his mouth full, "When you talk with your mouth full, it's a different kind of English, like Scottish."

He is sick now, poor guy, and Bobo is a bit sick.  Rose Pink got it and blew it off, lucky her.  Nut Brown asked if we could take down the party decorations and Rose Pink said, "No.  We are still sick."

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

5 February 2014

Mr. Brown and I have been sick sick sick for three weeks now, first him and now me.  Various friends have brought us food and some new games for the kids to help out - so thoughtful of them.  Nut Brown, when the latest gift was delivered this morning, exclaimed, Wow!  I love being sick!

Ha.  I'm sure it's because he hasn't actually gotten it yet.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

2 February 2014

Mr. Brown has been sick sick sick for the past ten days (sinus infection and bronchitis) and lucky me I just came down with the sinus part of it.  Lots of decongestants for the last couple days and today I'm really low energy.  We didn't make it to church today.  The kids are having a hard time because their parents are so tired and sick, blerg.

Here they are, moments ago, sailing the trampoline rocket ship in the living room (aka the Alexandrian Galaxy).