Here's a peak into our days...
Breakfast and cartoons in bed. I cook a roll of cinnamon rolls once a week and leave them un-iced. He eats them throughout the week with fruit and yogurt. Lofton and I struggle with finding things this kiddo will eat at breakfast time-- especially things that would hold him until his lunchtime at school. This works so we are still rolling with it.
Lego building for hours every day. The obsession is real. They are covering my table {and ugh the floor}, but it's preferable to TV watching or computer playing. We are getting a healthy dose of Wild Krats everyday. He learns some serious science/animal info from that show. Thanks, PBS.
I think pregnancy has worn this guy out. House projects and work, plus doing most of the things I usually do. That and he, like our child, enjoy being as close as possible to me. I promise, personal space is non existent in my life.
Snapped this Saturday morning before I walked around Home Depot and almost died. Thirty seven weeks measuring forty looks big, friends. It just does. That belly is no joke. I've given up on worrying about my shirts being long enough. #overthis
And the result of no nap weekends. And yes, he STILL naps. Almost everyday. Can he roll without one? Sure. But we are all much happier come dinnertime if he's slept for an hour {or two and a half} in the afternoon. And no, going to bed later doesn't make him sleep longer in the morning which in turn would mean he wouldn't need a nap. The later he goes to bed the EARLIER he gets up. It's the craziest thing. We are sticking with our 7:30 bedtime because that means he sleeps until almost 6:00. Except we are scheduled for a few 7:00 baseball games this summer. I guess it won't matter because I'll be up with a baby anyway?!?!
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