I know this is totally normal but Dylan never got into anything that wasn't his so I am learning! We did baths and Uncle Jeff came over to eat and take Marc to the Nuggets game. We baked cookies and I let the kids stay up late to watch a Christmas special on T.V. About half way through Kate had a melt down and I tried putting her to bed. Long story short at 8:15 I had two crying kids. One just too sad to tell me what was wrong (he said) and the other screaming at the top of her lungs at me. I decided to move Dylan to my bed where I found out he was crying because he was afraid of when he got old enough to move out that he does not want to live by himself (?!?!?!?) Where did that come from? I of course told him he never had to move out of Mommy and Daddy's house ever and he calmed down and went to bed.
Kate on the other hand is still carrying on in her crib. I rocked her for a minute and tried to lay her down. She was gripping me around the neck and putting her legs on the crib to try to stay out. Anyway, she went to bed in Dylan's bed like an angel! Happy Tuesday!
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I am smiling ear to ear as I read this (sorry)! Tomorrow is a new day! :) OXOXOXOXOXO
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