About life with my little man who is in his mind well onto his way to SIX and all that that entails
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Borned
Mom where was I borned?
In Kazakstan.
Where did I live as a baby?
First you lived in a hospital.
Then where?
You went to live at a baby house with other babies until we could meet you and bring you home.
Mom, where was Grandma/Papaw/Daddy/you born? (various answers provided)
Where was I when you were born?
You weren't born yet.
I used to live in a hospital when I was a baby?
Yes and then you lived in a baby house until we could meet you and bring you home.
Mom I wish you were born in Kazakhstan like me.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
And then a little quiet voice said....
We have been having rough nights lately. Daddy has gone back to work and H has gone back to school. He loves school (asking every couple of days if he could go back yet during break) but it wears him out for awhile. I thought we would find our groove after the first week but alas there are still some issues.
H finally got to sleep last night with some help of medicine for a sore thumb. He has been coming in to sleep on the floor sometime in the night for a couple of months now (keeping in mind this kid slept on his bedroom floor for nearly a year so it is not as strange as it first seems.) Sometimes it is almost 6 (preferred) but sometimes it is much earlier. Last night it was about 11.
Even with the medicine he woke up complaining and whimpering about his thumb somewhere around 5 am. I let him climb into bed with me in the hopes he would settle back down. After much rotating in which I always seem to lose blanket coverage and pillow territory, he did go back to sleep.
About an hour later this announcement was made in a tiny little early morning voice:
"I'm a purple lizard."
What could be better than that?
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