Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Teething, tears, and turning a corner

The last few weeks have been tough around here. Really, really tough.

Ellen is cutting about 6 teeth (that I can see), so she is fussy. Cole is cutting teeth and perhaps going through a jealous stage (whines when I pick up William). And William is still a less than stellar napper.

To top it all off, the twins seem to be trying to drop to one nap.

I thought this phase would be easier, but I was wrong. Usually, kids who take one nap take it in the afternoon. The twins, though, are always SUPER tired in the morning. Like even an hour or so after they wake up. That makes for a L.O.N.G. morning. And I'm not a morning person. At all.

There have been lots of tears shed in this house lately. Lots of temper tantrums. Lots of grumpiness. Lots of growing pains.

Sunday night I was almost in tears thinking about the week starting. About Cole going back to work (he'd been home since Wednesday). About being alone with all three kiddos again. Ugh.

But, Monday was better. We seem to be turning a corner. The twins were far less fussy and even played by themselves a good bit. For the last few weeks, they've just wanted to stand next to me, whining and crying. Even if I got on the floor to play with them, there was still whining and crying. But not yesterday. Yesterday the old Cole and Ellen were back. They even chased each other around the room, laughing hysterically.

They were relatively happy until 1:30 when I put them down for their nap, and they slept until 5:15. It was glorious. And William even napped better and played really well too.

So, I think we're going to make it.

Unless we have another bad day. Then I'm going to drop the kids off at my parents' house on my way to the beach. And I might not come home. :)

Sidenote: I tried to wake the twins up TWICE this morning. The first time at 8:50. I turned on the lights (we have a dimmer, so the light wasn't bright), talked to them, rubbed their backs, and they were having none of it. Cole budged a bit but never opened his eyes. Ellen never moved. I went back in at 9, did the same thing, and got the same response. I gave up. I finally heard them talking around 9:15.

Yes, I do have the most ridiculous children ever.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Halloween in November

We did Thanksgiving and Christmas is January (oops!), and now we're going to recap Halloween in November. Actually halfway through November...that is scary.

A little backstory: I had been thinking about costumes for the kids for a while. I wanted to dress all three of them either in the same outfit or something coordinating. I had several ideas, but (of course) I never pulled the trigger. Finally, my lovely mother-in-law came to the rescue. She was at Pottery Barn Kids and found some costumes that were on sale. Perfect!

That's how we ended up with three little pumpkins:

First, we went to the parade in our neighborhood. Cole and Ellen were amazing. They were supposed to go down for their second nap at 3, but instead we were dressing them as pumpkins. They didn't take a second nap but never fussed the whole night.

William slept through the parade.

We went to a friend's house to regroup before going trick-or-treating.

Our crew.

We went trick or treating, pulling Ellen and Cole in the wagon. They didn't get any candy, but they seemed to really enjoy people-watching.

Cousin Martha Ann joined the pumpkin patch.

We got home around 7ish (I think), fed everyone, and put three tired little pumpkins to bed.