I really have a lot I want to post about from the last month, but I fear if I start trying to catch up I will never write another post in my whole life. Really. So, I thought I would post a smattering of pictures from the last 4 weeks and try to start fresh from here out on actually blogging.
We do not have a "family bed" we have a "family house". Sleeping is suddenly fair game in any position, in any room, at any time of the day. We have beds properly installed in two rooms - one is ours, the other is home to two cribs that are supposed to house infants. No one works the graveyard shift so we should all be in the properly installed beds during the night hours. Right. Below are a few examples of where the snoozing really happens.
We do not have a "family bed" we have a "family house". Sleeping is suddenly fair game in any position, in any room, at any time of the day. We have beds properly installed in two rooms - one is ours, the other is home to two cribs that are supposed to house infants. No one works the graveyard shift so we should all be in the properly installed beds during the night hours. Right. Below are a few examples of where the snoozing really happens.
London. In my bed. On my side. Any time of the day, and the odd sleepover between 3 am and 6 am.
The emptied diaper box. Jack came up with this genius. And really, why can't you sleep anywhere as long as you have a soother and a blanket? He sat in this box for the better part of an hour just as happy as a clam.
The beginnings of cousin slumber parties. This one started when Jack's nap ended. Jack is actually in his real and proper bed in this picture. Kudos to him.
Jack tries out London's favorite sleep zone - the bouncer. Good news, Jack is actually still under the weight limit, so we don't have to discourage this adorability. Never mind the part of it hitting the floor when he wiggles.
London making a statement of how he feels about being swaddled, or dressed. He often falls asleep as soon as his diaper is changed, while still stretched out and free as a lark.
The primitive stages of bunkbeds. The stage where London claims the top level first and wins.
This cozy corner hides in Jon's office.
London makes a quick claim on Sarah's "guest bed" that was our couch. He wanted to homestead and make it permanent but Romeo informed him he already owns the couch.
London's self proclaimed mobile nursery. To be truthful, both boys did sleep in the nursery all night every night for the first week or so, but then London started having tummy issues and sleeps better in a sitting position, so now he has his own zzz zone.
Yesterday I fell asleep on the floor of our closet with London, we used a fuzzy blue robe as our blanket. We were trying to find a quiet corner to snooze amidst an external entrance being installed in our basement.
Jon sleeps great on his side of the bed, unless he falls asleep in the rocking chair in the nursery. Funny side story, the other night he fell asleep standing up in the hallway after opening our door but before opening the nursery door. He walked smack into the shut door when he woke a second later. It was loud. And hilarious.
I love the pictures. And the stories. In your previous post, it's amazing how "little things that we never do" get used to help us do stuff when we're at our wit's end. Glad everything worked out! You tell the best stories--always make them humorous--even when they might not have been at the time. Sweet dreams! :-)
ReplyDeleteI can't stop laughing at Jon! He has some real sleep skills
ReplyDeleteAh - to be able to sleep anywhere, anytime.....
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