Lately, my little ones have needed extra reassurance and comforting. Bad dreams about spiders have been plaguing my just-turned-three year old, poor girl. Never mind that during the day she merrily digs in the mole hills throughout our yard, unearthing tons of bugs that don’t faze her a bit. It’s the age, I’ve learned, at which little ones develop fears…
My four year old is schooling me in the benefits of checklists. I’ve never been a list person. I kept to-do lists at my paying jobs prior to kids, but only because I felt I had to. At the very least, I didn’t want to be the only one in the department with nary a task in Outlook. Just in…
It is 9:08 PM and I am ignoring the voices, footsteps, thumps and loud crashes from the direction of the “big girls’” room. Yikes. Bedtime is pretty hairy yet, two weeks into our new sleeping arrangements. I’ll start with the good news: once they are both asleep, they stay in their room until morning. Also, our six month old sweetie…
This past week we survived a momentous change. My two year old had been in a crib in her own room, and my four year old in a toddler bed in her own room. Due to our six month old now needing the crib, we moved the four year old to a new-to-us twin bed, and two year old into…