Let the dog back in

I put the kids to bed at 8, but around 8:45 John was standing in my doorway. He said "I'm just going to let the dog back in." I said "What?" He said "The dog. I'm going to let him back in." I said "Why?" He said "Cause he's barking." I said "That's funny, cause he's sleeping right here." And Duncan was sleeping next to me. John said "Huh, well I just wanted to snuggle you." I let him climb into bed and we watched the rest of MasterChef Jr together. I am thankful for my extra snuggles and my thoughtful boy. 

'Cause

I snuggled up with Gillian tonight and watched her put her fingers through the loops on her manket (her favorite green blanket that Grandma crocheted). I don't even think she realizes she is doing it. It is just routine. I asked her "Why do you do that?" She said "'Cause, Grandma makes the loops. And my fingers fit." Hard to dispute that logic. 

Saturday morning

Daddy always let's me sleep in on the weekends. He tells the kids to not bother me and I normally get an extra hour of sleep. This morning Daddy got up to let Duncan out. I heard someone else get up and go in the bathroom and then they headed downstairs. I assumed it was John. He is my early riser and normally gets up and goes to find Daddy. I rolled over and tried to fall back asleep. Then I heard Gillian said "But I can't find him anywhere!" She came in my room and I said "Who?" Then I heard John say "Daddy, his car is still here but I can't find him!" Gillian climbed into bed with me and said "He's gone. I can't find Daddy!" I told them "Daddy is probably in the bathroom downstairs. Don't worry he isn't missing." So they both climbed into my bed and John said "Gilly woke me up. Cause she could find Daddy." Gilly said "Yup. Cause it's morning. Mommy, are you getting up now? See it's morning!" I may have lost my bonus hour of sleep but I got some early morning giggles and snuggles with two of my favorite people. 

back to school

This morning it was hard to wake the kids up.  I knew it would be rough and I sent them to bed at 7:30 the night before.  But it didn't help.  I went in to wake up John.  He just grunted at me and said "Why do I have to go back to school?"  Gillian, on the other hand, actually jumped out of bed.  Daddy had climbed into her bed to snuggle with her.  They snuggled contently until I walked in, then she jumped into my arms.  They were slow to decide on what they wanted for breakfast.  They were slow to put on their shoes.  After Daddy and Gillian left, all John did was complain.  "Why do I have to go to school?  Why do we have to learn to read?  Why do we have to do so much work?"  I explained to him that we need to go to school to learn things so that we can have good jobs and nice houses and cars and etc.  He hates that answer.

We got to the bus stop.  It was freezing this morning.  We were out there for like two minutes and John was complaining.  "We have been out here for like 20 hours!  When is the bus coming?"  While we waiting, he said "I wish weekends were 7 days!  You know, like my shirt!"  He got a shirt that says "I vote for a 7 day weekend" for Christmas from his Aunt Betty.  Apparently it stuck with him, because after having twelve days off he still wanted more.

At dinner tonight, I asked John about his day.  He said "It was good.  We watched a movie.  And Mrs. G helped me write a story."  I asked him who Mrs. G was.  He said "She's the lady that comes in when Mrs. Belena isn't in."  How lucky is this kid?  His first day back he got a substitute teacher and school is closed tomorrow because of the snow storm.  He is one lucky boy what a easy way to adjust to the routine after winter break.   

morning snuggles

I woke up this morning and there was a little girl in our bed.  I'm not sure when she joined us, but there she was snuggling Daddy and I.  I got up to get in the shower and told her "Don't worry, Daddy is here with you."  But she started to cry.  I asked her what was the matter.  She said "I want Mommy!"  Daddy tried to comfort her, but she cried.  I picked her up and hugged her and told her again "I have to get in the shower, but you can snuggle with Daddy."  She said "I go to my bed."  I brought her to her bed.  I got in the shower and got ready for work.  I went to get Gillian ready for school and she was sound asleep.  I'm sure she was exhausted from all of her late night adventures.  Daddy got her dressed and he asked her "Why did you come into our room?"  She said "There was something on manket."  "What was on your manket?"  She said "A starfish."  We are still not sure when she climbed into our bed or why she climbed into our bed.  But it was nice to get some early morning snuggles with our favorite little girl.

  

I did it!

Tonight Gillian and I were snuggling in my bed. Instead of sitting still, she kept climbing out of the bed and running back to me to help her get back in the bed. After repeating this process what seemed like a million times I told Gillian that I would not help her again. Once again, she came up with an excuse to get out of the bed. "I cold. I get manket!" I reminded her that I was not going to help her get back in the bed. She climbed out anyway and went running into her room. She came back with her blanket and Patches, her stuffed doggie. She threw her manket and Patches on the bed and climbed up. When she reached the top she said "I did it!"

While Gillian was climbing in and out of the bed, John was showering. He showers while Daddy supervises in the bathroom. He tells Daddy when it is time to wash his hair or when he is done showering. Tonight he yelled to Daddy "I'm shutting her down!" Where does he come up with this stuff?