Ryan teased me with sleeping through the night at a very young age, a little less than two months. Then he got an ear infection which really upset the apple cart. Once the ear infection was gone and we got the go-ahead from the pediatrician, we started sleep training him (let him cry until he fell asleep). That was going ok until he got a little cold, the second of his short life. Now I consider it a good night if he wakes just one time.
One is exactly the number of times I have seen Thomas play with our "tractor." In one of my more creative moods on a rainy day, I asked Thomas to help me turn a Pampers box into a tractor.
I think I liked the tractor better than he did |
This morning, with relative success, I put on my makeup with one hand while balancing Ryan on one knee and holding on with the other hand. Not too shabby, if I do say so.
When Thomas is in the room, it is like there is only one person there for our little Ryan. He loves his brother more than anyone or anything. Ryan talks to him, watches him intently and gets excited by his mere presence.
Thomas telling Ryan how is it |
"This is Sophie, k?" |
Tolerant most of the time... |
Oh yes, and some of these times, too.
Is he crying because Army is 3-7 so far this season? |
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