Allan was gone Friday and Saturday. He was hiking and camping in West Clear Creek with his parents and brother.
Sierra and Payson were sick this weekend. Of the poop variety.
I got an hour and a half of sleep. It wasn’t really enough.
I was so tired I decided to do the opposite of what my body was telling me to do (sleep) and deep cleaned my entire house. It felt good to have everything done.
During one of his naps this weekend, Payson figured out he could pull his diaper off through one of his shorts’ leg openings.
I’m glad that the resulting mess was only on the crib, bumper and sheets and not on his mouth. I don’t have a poop eater. Good to know.
I cleaned the crib. Got a nasty splinter in the process.
The crib’s now ready for the dump. Payson had been eating chunks of wood off the side this week, anyway.
I got him set up in his pack n’ play and he didn’t mind the change in sleeping arrangements. I thought he’d freak out about it. But nope. Monkey and elephant and binky were there and he was fine.
And I feel happy that he can’t eat chunks of wood anymore but not happy that the glass jars that were on the legs of his cribs won’t fit on the legs of the pack n’ play.
Scorpions can’t climb up glass.
This morning Sierra peed her pants. She pooped her pants three times this weekend and the pee seemed like a funny joke. Like, oooh pee, oh no, so hard to clean. lol- pee. lol- what a joke. This is like cleaning up water.
This morning I laid on the floor and Payson catches sight of me and runs over calling, “mmmama, mmmama” and lays on top of me and says “mama” a few more times.
Then I sit up and toss a blanket over him and pull it off really fast and he laughs. He has a cute smile. It’s really extreme and he scrunches up his face.
Then I hold the blanket high over both of us like a tent and he crawls onto my lap and cuddles into my chest and smiles up at me.
The girls had cold cereal for breakfast.
Payson has eaten nothing but bananas, rice, crackers and bread the last two days.
In the middle of a stressful part of the day I went to grab the vaccuum and found these guys and laughed.
I caught up on laundry again. Payson helped.
Payson eats funny. He holds crackers up and down instead of flat when he bites them.
And now I’m going to post way too many pictures of Sierra. Because I like them all.
Allan got home from church and Sierra was SO happy. She really missed him this week.
Brooklyn and Allan looked all fancy so I took a picture of them.
These next two were from Thursday, I think.
11am, huh? Doesn’t that mean naptime?
Mommies don’t get naps?
Well that’s not fair.