Well, I am very happy to report that Titus is in fact sleeping much better now. This is quite a bit earlier than the other two. There have been two nights where he actually slept for a full 8 hours. That was nice except that I couldn't sleep well, since I kept waking up to make sure he was still breathing. But on average, he is sleeping four hour blocks of time at night now. Yay!
A couple of weekends ago now, we took the kids sledding. I was concerned ahead of time that the weather would not be the best, and as a result, that I would end up staying home for Titus's sake. I really wanted to go and watch Michael since it was his first time. It ended up being absolutely wonderful weather. The sun came out and temperatures were in the high 40s! I'm so glad I went with them.
Michael loved sledding, but not quite as much as his sister. Isabelle appears to be our little dare devil. My brother-in-law took her and one of my nieces up to the top of the hill. I was busy with Titus and did not realize that this was happening until Isabelle was on her way down. It was all I could do to not yell out for her to stop and not go down . . . or yell at somebody else for letting her go down. She had only gone down the hill from about halfway up at that point, so this was a big difference for her.
Well, it ended up that she was just fine and had a blast. After that, all she wanted to do was go down on her tummy face first. I'm not quite sure where she gets this from. I suppose it could have come from me. I used to be much more daring in my younger years, but after I became a mommy, I think I have lost all of my fun! Ha, ha! I guess it was all a good lesson for me to not freak out so much and let her do things by herself. Not an easy thing to do!
We still haven't heard anything back about the offer on our house, other than the first phase of things (whatever that is) will finish towards the end of March. I don't even know how many phases there are. I guess we will wait and see. We are trying to go through things and weed out all of the junk. It's amazing how much garbage one can end up with in just seven years. It is hard to not be emotionally attached to some of the stuff. I just need to be doing this when I am in more of a 'just toss it' mood. A mood that comes around when I've just spent the day picking up eighty billion toys again and again. Ha, ha!
The other night I had put Isabelle and Michael to bed, and after they had been goofing around for awhile, I went in to check on them. I found Isabelle wearing Michael's footed sleeper, and Michael wearing Isabelle's pink p.j. bottoms and no shirt. Isabelle was mad at Michael because he was not putting on her shirt too, and Michael was upset because he did not want to put the shirt on. Man they crack me up! It's amazing that Isabelle did not rip out the feet in Michael's sleeper. I'm not quite sure how she fit! If only I had taken the camera in with me. I will have to start taking it in with me on a regular basis, just to be prepared!
We have been working on potty training for Michael. He has been taking interest in it for a little while now, so we thought we had better take advantage of it. He has started actually telling us sometimes now that he has to go potty and actually going. Yay! I'm hoping this goes better than it did with Isabelle, although if I had it to do over again with her, I would not have started as early as I did. I really wanted to have Isabelle well into the potty training before Michael was born, and she just wasn't ready. I should not have started so soon. Oh well, live and learn I guess. I also think that part of Michael's interest right now is the reward. I cut the pack of fruit snacks in half and give that to him as a reward. We started out giving one every time he tried to go, even if he didn't. I'm afraid he is on to us though, so we cut it back to only when he goes. Now for me to just be really consistent in taking him!
Here are a couple of pictures from the sledding trip, one of Titus all bundled up, and the other of Michael and Isabelle getting ready to go down the hill!
Until next time . . .