All the boys are sleeping. In the case of George, this should be a good thing. But he takes such late naps these days that around 1am he's all smiles and giggle pants and wants to cha-cha (any perfect mother would tell you I am a bad mother for having him up so late). It's hard to resist. Regardless, I am letting him set the schedule. I can't cram his needs into my wants, so I just roll with it. We somehow get enough sleep, naps, etc. The kid smiles. That's the only indicator I need for happiness and mom-is-doing-okayness. And before you know it, I'll be telling him when we do this and that (bedtime, reading, homework, up by 7!, to sleep by 8!). He'll complain about it and I will get to tell him that one day, not so long ago, he was the KING OF OUR HOUSE.
The weather is slowly but most definitely changing here. I know, boring topic, but still. This means that (at least for me) I get to go outside during the day again! I'm very sensitive to the heat - like, we all are, okay? I get so exhausted in extreme temps. This dates back to my childhood. I literally turn into a slug in the heat. I wonder why, when I first moved to FL, that I thought running in the summertime afternoon was a good idea. It was not a good idea. I wish I could have those runs back. But there were only a few of them until I wised up. I'm looking forward to taking long walks with George - maybe even walking to town (gasp! a mile+ each way - it seems long enough). I just love when it cools down here and that is starting to happen. I know, I know, it's still 87 bajillion degrees right now but I swear we can feel a change in the air. Plus, October is next month. Do you know what that means? The man and I turn one year older, Halloween approaches (Kimberlina celebrates another year of marriage!), gah! I can't wait.
Here's to October, sleeping boys, smiling because you aren't wearing a poopy diaper anymore, and the animal-like way you know the seasons are changing.
1 comment:
i, too, can feel a change in the air! almost imperceptible, but it's there. it makes me feel good about getting up in the mornings for work, even on a monday.
give george cuddles for me, i have plans for a little stuffed animal for him. one day. you know. when my craft room is clean. (argh.)
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