Friday, October 9, 2009

Mah Bebe Girl...

The punches, they just keep comin'.  My little girl has eczema.  She broke out in a rash all over the backs of her legs.  So now I get to lotion her up like a miniature greased piglet, 3 times a day.  Plus baths only once a week.  I feel bad because eczema is supposedly really itchy.  Can you imaging being itchy all day, without the ability to scratch?  I'm sure that counts as torture somewhere.

But on a good note, my big boy is now paci free!  I decided on a whim to just not give him his paci the other day, and after an hour of whimpering, he went down for a nap sans paci.  I feared for my life that night, though.  Little A is the king of tantrums.  He is the iron man of tantrum throwers.  When we first broke him of co-sleeping, it was the single most difficult week of his little existence.  Lots of crying, and not all of it was him.  So I was expecting doom.  He shocked all of us when he went down without a single peep!  Then today was similar.  Crying during nap time, which he eventually whined me into submission and escaped without a nap.  Come night time he went down without more than a few minutes whimpering.  Probably because he didn't have a nap!

My little babies are doing well, though.  Better than my big baby... er I mean husband.  He just got over the swine flu and has now hurt his knee.  Old man.

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You can learn many things from children.  How much patience you have, for instance.  ~Franklin P. Jones

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