I don't know what Carter's deal is these days. This is the second day he is refusing to fall asleep for a nap. Monday his schedule got off a little bit but he fell asleep in the car on the way home. I put him down and cleaned up the kitchen a little bit, turning on the dishwasher and such. Well, thirty minuntes went by before I heard him talking and crying. I go in there and he had pooped, who knows when. I cleaned him up, put him back down. Another 20 minutes of fuss. I got him up, fed him some food and warm milk. I might have even shot some tylenol down his throat, I can't remember. Anyway, nothing. I finally got him up.
Well, today, I picked him up from school and usually he falls asleep on the way home. Not today. He was so dirty I decided to give him a quick bath and some milk. He was sooooooooooo sleepy, rubbing his eyes. I put him down about 30 minutes ago. The past 25 minutes he has been yelling at the top of his lungs, "NO, NO, NO" and then jabbering to himself and repeating, "NO". He is doing it playfully. He is not upset but I swear if that kid doesn't fall asleep soon I am going to go insane.
Now to bedtimes. I have a great sleeper. We have always had a great bedtime routine and he usually falls asleep with no problems. Well, now he does not like to go to bed. He will cling and grab onto you when you are trying to put him down in the crib. It is really funny. My baby is long gone. The days of rocking him in the rocker and putting him on my shoulder have been replaced with resistance to anything bedtime related. He loves his bath and his milk, then we brush his teeth. All the while mentioning "night, night time". He actually will start fussing in the living room when we start saying it, prompting him to get ready for bed. Carter isn't talking much (well, he talks a lot, we just do not understand what he is saying), but he understands A LOT of what we are saying so I have started prompting him 30 minutes before bed that night, night time is coming.
What is really funny that as much as he clings to us, going back and forth from one parent to the other thinking one of us is going to rescue him from his crib, generally, the minute his head hits the crib he cries for 2 seconds and then all is quiet. Its like, "okay, you win, I give up".
Ahhhhh, is that quiet I hear???????????? I think my screamer has finally gone to sleep!
Oh, no, mommy is going to KILL me!
Alas, I was one second too late. I was sitting at my kitchen desk when I heard a rumbling near the pantry. Before I could even get out of my seat I could hear the crinkling of the bag. I screamed out, "Nooooooooooooo". But, it was too late. The half full bag of pretzels were on the kitchen floor. Carter had reached up onto the countertop and pulled the bag down. Between my yelling 'no' and the bag hitting Carter on the way down, he started crying. But only for a second, then all was well.
This is what I have been chasing around....
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Welcome to my world
I have been sick, again. I hope this round of antibiotics KILLS this sinus infection before I go CRAZY! Ugh! I have not been sleeping well because of the sinus stuff, I am exhausted (I know, I complain of that WAY too much). I have a lot to be thankful for ---namely a monkey named Carter!
Too long
I guess the time has just flown by since I have not posted in a while. We celebrated Father's Day Sunday. Carter got Greg a T-shirt that says "World's Coolest Dad". Mommy got daddy a nice relaxing CD so that daddy won't stress out with all the work he has to do. Daddy also got a picture frame, a mug oh, and Beef Jerky!!!!!!! Hee hee.
I was at Wal-Mart and was going to pick some up beef jerky for Greg. For some reason he loves the stuff. So, I as a joke, I saved it to give to him on Father's day. I hid it in my dresser drawer. Third drawer down, on Greg' side of the bed. The same place I keep my workout clothes. Well, apparently, I didn't close the drawer good enough and Greg was sitting on the bed and looked over and said "is that beef jerky????" I shut the door really quick and explained to him that that was part of his father's day gifts. He just laughed. It was funny to us anyway. I won't tell you the things Carter gets into in Greg's nightstand. There is no telling what that boy will pull out of that drawer! I'll stop there before I embarrass myself any further. Actually, he comes by it naturally, because I am a natural snooper myself. And I come by it honestly. But I won't name any names!!
Speaking of curiosity, I really do not understand my husband and his lack of curiosity. Well, he is curious about some things, like how things are put together and made (gee, I guess that is why he is an architect)but other things he could care less about. Like when he found his father's day beef jerky hidden in the drawer, he had no desire to go back and dig underneath the beef jerky to find out what else was there. We had a conversation about it. I told him not to go snooping in there because other gifts were under the beef jerky. He said, "okay". I asked him "You mean, you have no desire to dig through that drawer and find out what else is in there?" He said, "Nope". And he meant it. He doesn't have any desire to read my journal's either. He doesn't snoop. He doesn't get into things that don't pertain to him. He doesn't even open my mail. He just leaves it for me to open. It is really a nice, safe feeling to experience that your stuff is your stuff and it isn't going to be gone through.
This is a new experience as in my family, things got looked at whether you liked it or not. Assumptions and conclusions were often made on what was found before you had a chance to explain what was what. Or, you might not have even been able to explain before conclusions were drawn.
The horrible thing is, I have NO boundaries when it comes to snooping into things I shouldn't. Like I said, I come by it naturally. I also have the tendency to jump to conclusions before I have all the facts in front of me, however, I have gotten much better at that. That is why it is so hard to understand why a perfectly normal man would have no desire to go through someones dresser drawer KNOWING there were gifts there!!!!???!!!!! How is that possible??????????
I don't think we will ever know.
I was at Wal-Mart and was going to pick some up beef jerky for Greg. For some reason he loves the stuff. So, I as a joke, I saved it to give to him on Father's day. I hid it in my dresser drawer. Third drawer down, on Greg' side of the bed. The same place I keep my workout clothes. Well, apparently, I didn't close the drawer good enough and Greg was sitting on the bed and looked over and said "is that beef jerky????" I shut the door really quick and explained to him that that was part of his father's day gifts. He just laughed. It was funny to us anyway. I won't tell you the things Carter gets into in Greg's nightstand. There is no telling what that boy will pull out of that drawer! I'll stop there before I embarrass myself any further. Actually, he comes by it naturally, because I am a natural snooper myself. And I come by it honestly. But I won't name any names!!
Speaking of curiosity, I really do not understand my husband and his lack of curiosity. Well, he is curious about some things, like how things are put together and made (gee, I guess that is why he is an architect)but other things he could care less about. Like when he found his father's day beef jerky hidden in the drawer, he had no desire to go back and dig underneath the beef jerky to find out what else was there. We had a conversation about it. I told him not to go snooping in there because other gifts were under the beef jerky. He said, "okay". I asked him "You mean, you have no desire to dig through that drawer and find out what else is in there?" He said, "Nope". And he meant it. He doesn't have any desire to read my journal's either. He doesn't snoop. He doesn't get into things that don't pertain to him. He doesn't even open my mail. He just leaves it for me to open. It is really a nice, safe feeling to experience that your stuff is your stuff and it isn't going to be gone through.
This is a new experience as in my family, things got looked at whether you liked it or not. Assumptions and conclusions were often made on what was found before you had a chance to explain what was what. Or, you might not have even been able to explain before conclusions were drawn.
The horrible thing is, I have NO boundaries when it comes to snooping into things I shouldn't. Like I said, I come by it naturally. I also have the tendency to jump to conclusions before I have all the facts in front of me, however, I have gotten much better at that. That is why it is so hard to understand why a perfectly normal man would have no desire to go through someones dresser drawer KNOWING there were gifts there!!!!???!!!!! How is that possible??????????
I don't think we will ever know.
We're HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!
We are back from our vacation to Gulf Shores. We had a great trip! Carter had a great time. He wasn't thrilled with the ocean but LOVED the kiddie pool. We also had no trouble getting him to nap or sleep. I think the sun, heat, and water wore him out. My wonderful nieces kept him in their room and got up with him each morning giving Greg and I a nice break! Here are some pictures from our week in Gulf Shores!!
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