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Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Year's End

"I scienced the heck out of it." -James, stealing a line from The Martian when I asked him how his recent digestive system test went (He got a 94%)

"Hit me, Joanne!" -Zach, asking our beloved nanny to gently pat him on the back as he fell asleep at naptime

"Eh...muchachos..." -Zach, expressing annoyance at another kid at preschool

"Finally!" -Elise, relieved at no longer having to share a room with Zach

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George has started to sleep more at night, so we've moved his crib to the "book nook" part of upstairs and let Zach reclaim his (their) room. It's the end of an era. As of yesterday I'm not camping out in there in the big-boy bed, next to the crib of an itty-bitty baby anymore. But the developmental leap (and big sleep milestone for our family) hasn't yet translated into more sleep for me, since I have to try harder to listen for George's grunts and other night noises from the relative comfort of my real bed. This is so as not to disturb Joe, who somehow manages to sleep lightly as the rest of us snore on in a blackness that is "darker'n a black steer's tuchus on a moonless prairie night". George did pretty well last night, though--he went from 10:30 or 11-ish p.m. to 4:30 a.m. and then went down again until 6:30.

(Sigh). They grow up so fast.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Thanks for the smiles. Love you Laura