Lions and Tigers and Bears

I’m feeling listy… and I have plenty to update.  Here’s what’s been going on…

1. The transition to the big boy bed is underway!  And let me tell you, it’s been quite a picnic.  Days one and two were straight out of a fairytale.  About a week prior to when I was planning on moving him over, he randomly told Daddy he was scared of a shadow in his crib and wanted to sleep in the big boy bed.  Ok.  Done.  And snap, just like that, the kid was sleeping AND napping in the big boy bed.  Then about two days later, everything went all haywire.  The going to sleep part isn’t quite so bad now (knock on wood)… it pretty much involves gating him into the room, where he stands and talks and/or reads until he passes out on the carpet.  Whatever.  The fun part is the waking at 5am, and he’s screaming that he wants the light on or off/the door open or closed/that he wants Daddy or Mommy or Ralphie or Bear or Yellow Hat Daddy (don’t ask)/that there’s a spooky shadow/help, help help! I’m stuck (between the door and gate that he’s shutting on himself)/or, my very favorite, there’s a TIGER!  Funfunfun!!  But seriously, it’s been so long since we’ve had an issue like this… we’ve been pretty lucky overall with Jack’s sleeping.  So we’re sticking to our methods and trying to have a sense of humor about the whole situation.  And trust me, even though it was 5:30am and the kid was screaming.  The stuff coming out of his mouth… I mean seriously, a tiger?  We couldn’t help but lay there and laugh our asses off.
2. Preschool is going well.  That first day, without Mommy, was tough (for both of us).  And he did his fair share of crying.  Fortunately for me, they had me mixed up with another mom (don’t ask because I still have no idea how it happened), so they were giving her the play by play – telling her how her kid was freaking out, for about a half hour etc., while she waited out front, biting her nails.  Finally once he stopped, they figured out that she wasn’t his mom, so they decided not to call me and tell me (and most likely ruin the rest of ”my” time) that he was crying.  So I heard the whole story, once I picked him up and was very glad I didn’t know, because I really enjoyed my time away, once I quit crying.  The second day, sans mommy was much better with only about 3 minutes of screaming and today he was finished crying before I even left.  And he’s loving it.  I’m sure he is too, because every time I pick him up he’s absolutely filthy, covered in paint, has a sandbox in his shoes, and today he smelled like a Christmas tree (hmmm… I still haven’t figured that one out yet).
3. The house.  Is coming together.  I’ve pretty much got the paint colors figured out – which is good because most of the rooms are resembling a form of camoflauge these days, with all of the sample spots throughout.  Hey, better safe than sorry.  We learned the hard way at the last house.  It’s still a bit chaotic around here with people coming and going constantly, but it’s starting to slow down a bit.  And I’m getting a little used to random strangers walking around the yard/waving into the windows from ladders/under and on top of the house banging around.  It’s a bit reminiscent of The Money Pit (one of the funniest movies ever).
4. The nursery!  Oh man, I’m so fired up.  I finally decided on bedding… I ended up mixing and matching a few pieces from Potterybarn Kids and Serena & Lily.  I still have to frame the pictures and figure out material for curtains and the rocker cushion covers.  But once I have that done and it’s painted, we’ll be ready for baby.  All the rest of the gear is ready to go.  The “coming home outfit” has been purchased, and the rest of all the teeny tiny little clothes have been washed and folded (well, I still have a load in the dryer waiting for me) and are in their drawers.  Woo Hoo!!  So, we’re getting there… not long now! 

Ok, that’s it.  I’ll post photos of the nursery as soon as it’s done!  Have a great week!!