Gillian is very difficult to get out of bed in the morning. On the weekends we just let her sleep until she is ready to get up. However on the weekdays, either Daddy or I get the pleasure of waking her up. Some mornings she rolls over and tells me “Two more minutes.” Other days,… Continue reading Wake Up
I picked the kids up from school today. In the car on our way home, I asked the kids about their day. Gillian said “I don’t wanna talk about it now!” She crossed her arms and refused to talk to me. I asked John about his day. He said “It was great. Mom, can I… Continue reading No nap
I love tucking the kids in bed. They are so sweet. They try to prolong the goodnight as long as possible. They give tons of kisses and squeezies. Gillian will fuss over which blanket goes where or which pillow to use. John will want me to snuggle in his bed and then after 30 seconds… Continue reading Bedtime
One silver lining to being stuck at home for Hurricane Sandy, was that Gillian has finally come to terms with the fire whistle. I’m sure I have mentioned it before, but we have a fire station behind our house. The fire whistle goes off occasionally and Gillian has been afraid of it for awhile now. When… Continue reading Whistle Not Nice
I put Gillian to bed tonight. I tucked her in, gave her Kermit to snuggle and turned on her doggie that plays music. I gave her a few kisses. She turns to me and says “Hug?” I leaned over and gave her a hug. “Kiss?” I give her another kiss. I say goodnight and go… Continue reading Kiss Kiss
I love that Gillian is becoming like John. She has her little group of “friends” that have to join her in bed. John calls his stuffed animals his “friends.” Every night when I check on her I take some of the friends out of her bed, but yet every morning she has them in bed… Continue reading Friends
John and Gill went up a hill 