Meggan had to work last night so the kids and I had to entertain ourselves without her. As usual, our entertainment involved making a mess, Jimmy Fallon videos, and dancing that devolved into Wrestlemania....
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Checkup
When you bring this kind of ferocious physique to the table...
....two things occur - 1) you can wear your mom's glasses and still feel confident and 2) you measure in at the 25th percentile height and 17th percentile weight at your 3 year-old checkup.
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Full House
It finally happened last night. After a few weeks of Everett staying in his bed, he had a bad dream. I'm not sure what he was dreaming about, but he wouldn't let me out of his sight for an hour afterwards. When I eventually tried to head back to my bed, he dropped "please lay with me, daddy. I'm afraid." After that, my options were pretty limited. There was no way I could leave him. By the end of the night, we ended up in my bed. Less than an hour later, Amelia ended up in my bed as well. Two parents, two kids, and a dog don't make for a comfortable queen size bed. Sophie and the kids slept like rocks. I ended up on the couch. Meggan ended up exhausted. Let's hope tonight goes a little better. If not, I hear the guest bed calling my name.
Monday, January 26, 2015
Hola
Now that Everett is in the 3 year-old class at school, he is getting exposed to different learning opportunities. I had already forgotten how young Amelia was when she started to learn everything. So, it was as surprising as it was adorable tonight to hear Ev sing "adios...adiooooos...adiooos means goodbyyyyeee" and to listen to him tell us how to say yellow, orange, green, blue, white, red, brown, etc. in Spanish. Now, if we can just get him to finish learning all his English...
Sunday, January 25, 2015
Saturday, January 24, 2015
Bad Influence
Today, my brother left a voicemail message for Amelia and Everett on my phone. Before I screened it, I let them listen. It was him using a voice changing app to sound like a chipmunk asking them if their dad had taken them for ice cream or to the playground yet today. I had not. I also did not have any plans to do either. However, once he put those activities in their minds, there was no way to stop that train....
Milkshakes count as ice cream, right?
Milkshakes count as ice cream, right?
Thursday, January 22, 2015
Bedside Manner
The good thing about Everett's new big boy bed is that he doesn't know he's allowed to get out of it. He will pretty much just sit there until you come break him out of jail. The other good thing is his big sister loves him and doesn't mind sneaking in to hang with him in the mornings. We caught them the other day...
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