Yesterday was Oreo's 100th anniversary. After bouncing Brynn on my knee forever as she screamed (she forgot how to again, sigh) I finally got her to sleep. I left Bret with a house full of napping children and went to our little neighborhood grocery store. The store was crazy with Oreo fever. I even got recruited to play a who can roll the Oreo farthest game. I did embarrassingly bad, but I still got a small pack if the cookie as a participation prize.
I bought a package of Birthday Cake Oreos to eat after dinner. Why not celebrate?
In a week's time we did a lot of celebrating big and small:
Wednesday: Leap Day
Friday: Dr. Suess Day
Sunday: Brynn's Blessing
Monday: Bret's Birthday
Tuesday: Oreos Birthday
5 out of 7 days....overkill? Maybe, but who really minds? Not me!
I went to go get Bret's birthday gift, and the store didn't have it. We were walking around trying to decided what to get when Wes found a little football. He said he wanted the red one. I asked him which color he thought Daddy would like, and he chose the black one. Wes was excited to give Bret the gift he chose himself.
I love my newborns, but I have to admit I like it when they start getting a little bigger. They smile and laugh, and their cute little personalities start to shine. They get a little hardier and sleep a little less terribly.
Brynn had so many repeated colds that she got in really bad sleep habits. Most days she was only taking two or three 15-20 minute naps. Up until five or so days ago she was eating every one or two hours day and night. She had circles and was fussy. I won't get into all the details, but it was hard and my brain was going crazy from sleep deprivation.
I don't want to make her cry it out yet, but through prayer and some other strategies it is getting better. She's starting to nap in the day (that's how people get things done), she'll let me put her down. She is so happy. She's no where close to sleeping through the night and last night was hard, but really she is doing so much better.
She is such a cutie. Sleep or no sleep I am crazy about this little girl!
1 cup water (I am going to add a little extra water next time).
cotton balls
food coloring
Dip cotton balls
Bake at 300 degrees for 45 minutes
The fun is in breaking then, but they were a bit too hard. Next time I will try a thinner coat and have something like a little mallet to break them with.
This is my favorite. Makes me laugh so hard. Like the collard shirt under the jammies? Wes insisted, and it was a battled I didn't care to have. Maybe it will be a cool new trend.
I am going to wrap Frebruary up in this long long post.
Brynn waking Wes up. Wes loves it.
Except when she randomly grabbed his cheek just as I was snapping this picture.
Wesley is currently scared of kitchen appliance. He runs and hides in closets and behind chairs. This fear is particularly problematic with the crock pot.
Playing in the snow. Had to shovel the grass (again) to get enough snow for a snow-woman.
Four months after I made his Halloween costume, Wes finally tried it on. Naturally he wanted his ghost doll to be in the pictures. There is also a small chance I bribed him with candy.
The bright sun breaking through storm clouds.
Some things that made me smile and laugh:
~The face Brynn made as the Jazz were about to loose.
~Wesley looking like Wolverine after his haircut.
~The Christmas tree cutouts in my flower vase.
~Wesley telling me he drew a 'Q', and it actually looked looked like it.
~Wesley had a runny nose and kept wiping it with his sleeve. It resulted in very chapped cheeks. I put Vaseline on them one night. The next night I just used lotion. Wes cried that it was hurting and wanted the "firefighter." Wes told me it was on the table, but was upset when it wasn't there and ran to the linen closet. Then I realized Vaseline was the "firefighter".
~Wes playing outside while I did dishes and watched from the window.
~A washing machine full of stuffed animals.
Brynn at 3 days and 15 weeks:
Brynn is outgrowing her gowns. This is my favorite one on her.
More smiling:
Brynn had a blowout on at church, I forgot to pack extra clothes, I randomly had one of Wesley's onsies int the bag. So she got to wear the police car shirt. Wes has asked for it the day before and I thought it was in the laundry. He was very good at sharing a prized possession and was excited about following Jesus by helping his sister be warm and clean. He did insist on wearing the onsie Monday through Wednesday morning when I finally convince him it needed to be washed.
Wes drew a picture of the table. Brow scribbles in a mostly round shape. My little artist.
Wes brings Brynn toys all the time. She;s getting big enough to enjoy them.
Wesley being a big helper. My husband being his usual amazing self.
The 28th was International Pancake Day so naturally we had pancakes for dinner.
Bath time and Splashing
Leap day Wes refused to do the Leap Day projects I had planned for most of the day with the exception of jumping/leaping around the house yelling,"Happy Leap Frog Day!" (Leap Frogs is the name of his food class.)
Finally I got him to paint this picture I made from free art clips and Photoshop by painting it together.
I was baptized on Leap Day when I was eight, and I have had extra love for it ever since because it reminds me of the special Spirit I felt on that day.
