Hello again! Yesterday was Lindsey's wedding and Steven and Kira babysat the kids for the first time. Patrick was sleeping when we left. Kira said when he woke up he seemed confused and cried for 30 minutes. Jamie and Aria didn't have a problem with being watched. They both fell asleep on the front living room floor laying next to Steven at 7pm. Kevin left the wedding reception after dinner so he made it home by bedtime, 8 o'clock. I stayed behind and hung out with Jenna and Gabby and my parents until the reception was officially over at 11-ish. All in all I would call it a success. Now I just need to scrounge some money up to get Lindsey and Shiva a wedding gift.
Ariana likes flamingos. She calls them "Fladigos". It's so cute. She also loves bananas, but only if you peel them just right; like a monkey would eat them. They are "Paninas" to her haha! I am starting to understand more of the words she tries to say.
Jamie is a climber. He can climb into the highchair, over the back of the couch, onto the kitchen table, basically on to anything he can get his hands on. I feel the only way to baby proof is to remove all furniture or small toys he can stand on top.
Patrick took a few steps. I was super excited but he still prefers to walk on his knees like a double amputee. I guess he's mobile enough without walking that he does not feel the desire to push himself.
Arianna has done wonderful with potty training. She pees in the potty every morning and we even sing a potty song: "PP in the poottty! Peepee in the potty, poopoo in the potty, peeped in the potty, potty time, potty time oh oh oh!" She's adorable. When ever she has to go she comes up to me with that cute face and says "pahhhh tiiime?". We are great with PP but still working on poop. Not going to force it because she did poop in the potty on her own about four times. But she mostly who's in her sleep during the night while she's unconscious. I think she truly believes she doesn't have to poop.
Patrick is an extremely strong-willed child. He cries for hours on and during the night. I am still trying to break his baby will. I am tired of getting up five times the night. Jamie gives up sooner. Last night they were both awake and I left Patch on the bed to get Jamie who was wailing. While I was in the bathroom, where Jamie's crib currently resides, I heard a huge thud, like 1000 pound sack of potatoes falling on the ground. It was Patrick, he had magically crawled off the end of the bed in the 30 seconds it took me to get up. He was fine, now both babies have officially fallen off of my bed.
Aria can name many different colors if you show her blue or red or green she knows what they are.
Patrick and Jamie can give high-fives. Patrick can make kissing noises if you ask him for a kiss it's really cute.
Aria tries to mediate the boys disputes. For example this morning I made Jamie a milk bottle I gave it to him and of course, like always, when Patrick saw it she stomped over to Jamie and manhandled it out of his hands. Aria saw this and she immediately went and took it from Patrick and handed it back to Jamie. Of course Patrick is bigger and stronger and more forceful overall. So this went on about 20 times, Aria taking the bottle and handing it back to Jamie. I finally just made another bottle for Patrick.
She's funny who she decides to hang out with probably seven out of 10 times it's Jamie, she's on team Jamie, but sometimes she has a great time playing with Patrick who likes the more thoughtful toys. Jamie's main goal, every day all day, is figuring out how to escape.
Well I will try to update more but until then, xo Rosie
