I feel like I need to hit the snooze button on this summer. It's already the end of July and I'm starting to schedule things for the fall, even booking sessions into September. Where did it go and why does it have to be so hot? Thank goodness this summer I'm not pregnant, and we're not moving, that's all I have to say!
We've hit the heat and I think the troops are getting restless. Me included. It's too hot to play outside, go to the park, the zoo, and even run errands (though that doesn't stop me). We have now hit our stride in flipping between movies and artwork at the kitchen table; which also allows Clayton to crawl all over the floor. This is the only thing he's interested in these days and he's getting much faster. Scooting also allows him to pick up said beads, googley eyes and play doh balls from the floor and gag on them, which has created other unspeakable messes.
Oh dear. I do not want to wish these days away, as I know someday I will miss them. I run into so many older mother's who see my little ones, comment on the fact that I have my hands full and then reminisce about how days like mine were the best days of their lives. I certainly hope not, but I understand the sentiment. Anyone else feel this way?
I personally like them best these days when they look like this.
Trigg has started to routinely wake up crying during the night. A few nights ago he asked me for my shirt (which is also Daddy's). I reluctantly gave it to him and he quickly tucked it under his head and I later found him like this.
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