On to the little man- he is so clever and aware- just like his daddy I guess. The other day, in his way, he said out of the blue, "Mom, you are SO my mom. " Thanks?? I think that was a compliment!! I'll take it!! He tries anything and everything to get out of bed at bedtime- tummy hurts, legs hurt, needing snuggles, needing more prayers, needing a vitamin (!) It is so hard not to laugh, but be stern. I find him using the disciplinary tactics on Emri that I use on him.
Me, "Ethan you get back to bed or I will take away your blankie."
Blank stare in return.
Me, "Alright, no blankie then."
Little legs running to the bed, arms holding to blankie for dear life.
Ethan, "Emri, you want to come down the slide with me?"
Emri, "Nuh-uh."
Ethan, "Alright, no fun then."
Emri walks away unaffected. Doesn't quite work for him I guess!!
I even caught him threatening a time out if she didn't eat the "applesauce" he had "made" for her in their play kitchen.
But it is a lovely way to spend my life- sacrificially for sure! I never realized the work involved, but someday I will look back and not regret a single second of it.
Here are pics of us lately- including one of the little boy who is SOOO active in mom's belly right now:



