Really, I'm just tired. Somebody needs to get these two kids of mine in sync (Like the band! Ah! 90's music! Sleep deprived tangents!). Someone needs to tell Isla that sleep happens like, ALL night long, not just part of it. And someone else needs to tell Finn that I'm tired and I don't want to run around like a maniac with him all day. Actually, I do want to, so scratch that. Just tell Isla to sleep.
As you can see...tired.
We are, however, enjoying my mom's last week out in Utah for a while. Its been great having an extra set of hands around to help...I really don't know how I'm going to handle these two monsters without her. Finn needs so much physical attention while Isla is just a worry-wart who cries at me much of the day.
Sigh.
And its about to get a lot busier around here. No final details for y'all yet. Oh no. I'm gonna make you wait. But it involves possibly packing, possibly moving, and possibly a lot of paint swatches. Take your guesses!
As far as the kiddos themselves go, they are fantastico. Finn is talking like a maniac and can spot letters 'O', 'I', 'S', 'E', 'A' and sometimes 'T'. He can 'read' a few short words, but lets face it, he can't actually read, we've just trained him like a monkey. Its great :) My mom did an evil thing and taught him how to say 'That's mine!' so now he feels he can take anything, say its his, and he's good to go.
It's actually kind of cute, so for now he's getting away with it.
He's also obsessed with this educational book on horses that I stole from my elementary school (no joke). He flips to the page with the paint horse and yells, 'Bubba!'...the name of my horse from way back when. He also points at the jousters and says, 'they crash!'. And for the finale he points at the pictures of hay and grass and says, 'they eat grass' and then proceeds to put his face on the book and pretend to eat it.
Precious.
He also loves trucks. Anything with four wheels is a 'truck'. And lawn mowers. On Mondays when the courtyard in our complex gets mowed he stares out the window for (what seems like) hours saying 'mower' over and over and over again. It gets repetitive, but I'll convince myself its cute for his sake.
And Isla? She's great too. Duh.
We're still getting into a groove but I've switched her to mostly formula and she's been a lot happier. But seriously, she's literally hungry or eating ALL. DAY. LONG. She'll drink 5oz of formula and be hungry 2 hours later at the most. Its ridiculous. She's still pretty tiny too.
Basically, I'm jealous. Tall, skinny and can eat whatever she wants. Sheesh.
Now, the only thing I need from her is some decent sleep at night. That hungry-two-hours-later thing doesn't end just because the sun goes down.
Tips anyone? Anyone?
*Crickets*
No? It was worth a try.
And on that note, I bid you all a sleepy adieu.
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