My, how fast things go downhill...

After much fun this morning with our Feather Game, we had lunch early, I thought "this is great, they'll be in bed for naps around the same time!". Haha, the joke was on me.

K went "down" for his nap around 1:30. T was crying hysterically about something, I was pulling my hair out trying to figure out what. Feed him cereal. Nope. Nurse him. Nope. Change him. Maybe... Nope. Play in exersaucer. No. Play on the floor. No. Now I'm getting desperate. Watch TV? (pretty colours are entrancing). Not it either. As a very last resort, cause he hates the stuff, I made a bottle of formula. He sucked it back in record time and proceeded to fill his diaper. Fun. K is still howling in his room about the unfairness in the world at having to have a naptime at all. Then he starts saying he's pooped. Grr. So I change T, he passes out on me, and I put him in the bassinet and go check on K. Sure enough, poop.

Not wanting to make a big deal of it cause he's supposed to be napping, we go to the bathroom, do the changing him thing and he is now quite happy with himself and tries to go into the living room to play. Well. His tune changed when he found out he was still required to have naptime. He was some upset. At this point, so was I.

Knowing he was safe, just mad, I finally had my shower and came out to K in near hysterics in his room. I got dressed, and by then K figured out I was not in the shower and he had calmed down to the hiccuping sobs. He's going on about poop again. Not wanting to leave it in case it is the real thing, and also because it was now after 3 (almost 2 hours of screaming is probably enough), I went in to check. No poop. The big liar.

He was quite pleased he wasn't in exile anymore. I gave him a time out to calm down (which one of us I'm not sure yet), and then made him clean up his room. Being confined in there and upset he apparently felt the need to pull every stuffie off the shelves (he could reach, thank goodness), and pull apart a couple of hooks the kids got for Christmas, ripping the wrapper off them. So the room was a mess. He was all too happy to help clean it up, as long as it meant no nap.

Which meant the rest of the evening was very long too.

Day Nine - Dinosaur sandwiches

So. Glitter.



Not bad really. Although I didn't get the kind that has the sprinkle option, so I wouldn't let K control the glitter. He helped me pick out which colour hearts to use and which colour glitter to put on them. He also helped "fix" the designs I was doing with the glue by putting his fingers in it and smooshing it around. Sometimes with glitter too. I'm sure there will be some glitter in his diaper in the next day or so as I did catch him with his fingers in his mouth as well. I tried to get him to put glue on the hearts too, but he just wanted to play ninja swords with the paintbrushes we were using. We may try q-tips next time, but I think we've done that cause I remember he kept trying to put them in his ears (with glue on them).

The hearts look pretty cool too! It is really hard to let K "help" when I have an idea of how it should look when done and his help doesn't mix with my vision. But I have to remind myself that it's about letting him have fun, learn how to play with the glue or paint, etc, and not about making it perfect. I will post pictures once we get the camera working with the computer. I may go to a photo lab and see if I can get them all on CD or something and do it that way. Right now it's just not working. (Edited to Add - so I finally got some brains and scanned them in since the scanner is working. Duh! I've added pics of the rest here)

Today we went to playgroup this morning. It worked out pretty good too! We all slept in and then I decided we were going to go anyways, so I raced to get us all ready, then bundled us up, put T in the sled and we walked to the church for playgroup. K loves playgroup and went right for the trains, which was great cause he brought four of his own with him today! T loved all the other kids there and had a blast playing with the excersaucer as well. It's a lot like ours, but with different toys on the top, so that was a nice change for him I'm sure.

K, of course, did not want to leave. Cue Toddler Tantrum #1 of the day. In front of others as well. We joked that it's something to look forward to, but really it's just embarrassing as all heck. And of course we were the last ones there, struggling to get the two ready (while one is fighting it) and get out so she could lock up and go home.

But, we managed and walked through the schoolyard. And of course because we didn't put his snowpants on, K had to sit in the snow a few times. And eat it. At least it was white snow!

By the time we got home, T was fast asleep and I actually managed to get him out of the sled and his snowsuit, and into bed without waking him up! He's still sleeping! Must've really tuckered him out. It wasn't that cold out, so lunch did not require anything hot like soup, so I decided quick was what we needed. PB&J sandwiches sounded about right. And hey! We have a dinosaur sandwich cutter! Yay fun! So K had dinosaur sandwiches (which also cuts the crust off, he never eats it anyways), and I just had plain sandwiches.

It's just about snack time here and then I think naptime for K, which will probably cue Toddler Tantrum #2. Hopefully T will stay sleeping for a while longer and maybe I'll get a head start on some tidying and cleaning. Maybe.

Goals this weekend include:
Getting crafting stuff organized
Posting a recipe list and meal plan for next week
Fixing camera to computer issues
And then posting pictures

No!

K and T had a pretty good day today, T slept most of the day and was starting to make me worry! Around lunch time K was getting antsy and I told him I was going to go make lunch. He got all excited and asks "Coni!?" "Yes" I tell him "We are having macaroni. But I have to pee first." "NO! Stop! No pee!" he screams, followed by the fall to the floor-type tantrum. Oi.

K has also been into the "testing" himself phase lately. He'll smack his head on the table a few times in a row, then stops to rub the now sore spot and go "Ow...". Well, duh! Today he was playing around, kneeling on the floor. I swear I could see his thought process, like I want to see what happens when I do... this! And flung himself face first into the floor. He jumped up right away and onto the couch with me for cuddles, crying on my shoulder. About a minute later he stopped crying and wiggled out of my arms, leaving snot prints on my shoulder. I noticed the snot prints had some blood in them, but since he wasn't bleeding from anywhere and seemed fine I let it be. I did try to take a look, but he wouldn't let me either so I have no idea what happened exactly, but he's okay.