No, I'm not away on a honeymoon (I wish). I'm just buried with work and deadlines and my first online class (which is full of the coolest gals ever).
I'm going to be a better blogger though. Really. And I should have wedding pictures to share next week.
Had a really unproductive day yesterday. You know those kind of days where you work all day, but you don't really get much of anything accomplished (I have lots of days like that). Went to bed last night thinking that I just needed a good nights sleep in order to have a productive day today.
Unfortunately, Annie had other plans for me though.
She usually goes down for bed pretty easily (but not last night). Josh laid her down and within minutes, we could hear the sound of her little feet scampering down the hallway.
I watch Super Nanny (only because watching it makes me feel like my kids are really well-behaved) so I knew exactly how to handle the situation.
The first time she got out of bed, I said, "Hey Josh, I'll handle this, I watched Super Nanny the other night." and then I took her by the hand and calmly said "It's time for bed now love." and plopped her back down in bed. And just like it happens on Super Nanny, she was back up within minutes. So I took her by the hand again, shortened my dialog this time like Super Nanny recommends and said "Bed time." The third time she got up, I didn't say a word, I just took her back to bed.
And it went on and on like this for about 20 minutes until I walked down the hallway to find her screaming, "But Mommy look, I've got buuuurgers!" while pointing at a stream of snot running halfway down her chin (sorry, too much information, I'm sure). So I wiped her nose without saying a word and started to lay her back in bed.
And while she was trying to catch her breath from crying and trying to wipe the tears from her eyes she softly said "Mommy, lay with me peez."
And that's precisely the point in the show where Super Nanny stands in the hallway of the bedroom and rolls her eyes for the cameraman as if to say to the audience in her lovely Brittish accent, no wonder this child behaves so poorly!
I crawled in bed with her, stuck my forehead up against hers and whispered in her ear for a few minutes. And then she said "Peez rock me like a tiny wittle baby." (her new favorite thing is to be called a tiny little baby) and so I did. And then I just laid there for awhile, loving on her until the mental image of Super Nanny rolling her eyes at me was more than I could bear.
When I got up, she lost her mind and I told Josh he was going to have to take over.
I think she was finally down by 9:00.
I went to bed at 10:00 (to get my good nights sleep) and hadn't been in bed for more than an hour when I heard those little footsteps coming down the hall again.
And the whole thing started over again (except Super Nanny and I were on the same page again and I was determined to make her proud).
Josh had taken over by midnight and each time he came back to bed, he'd lay down, snuggle right up next to me and start snoring in my ear (which is a very sore subject in our house).
By 1:00am, I was ready to crawl out of my skin.
By 1:30am, Josh had been banned to the couch and and Annie was crying it out for the last time.
Just got everyone off to school and I'm getting ready to start my very productive day (on 4 hours of sleep).
Took this one of Annie showing off her new Baby Legs a couple weeks ago.
Man, I love that girl.