Man, the second kid sure does get forgotten sometimes. Otis turned four months old FOUR DAYS ago and I'm just getting around to posting it?? Bad mommy. I posted Ingrid's on the day...
Otis is doing well, he started to giggle and loves to smile and coo. He loves his sister, and it's super sweet to see her interact with him. The other morning he was in our bed sleeping and I hear her go in and jump on the bed. "Hi, little peanut butter! Are you waking up now?" It's funny because whatever I say to him she says too. So he's the Bub, Peanut Butter, Punkin Pie, etc. Which all sounds cuter coming from an almost three year old's mouth.
We put him in the Moby facing forward yesterday. He loved it! It doesn't look like it here, but really, he dug it. Such a big boy.
Last night we had a major MAJOR meltdown from Ingrid. Usually I do all the bedtime routines but I have had it! I just want to be able to relax for ten minutes after a long day, not deal with both kids and their bedtimes. So...it was Daddy's turn last night. This did not settle well with Ingrid. She was sassy! Telling Brendan no indeed he was NOT going to put her to bed, not listening, running away from him. So finally after a half hour of this bullshit I went in and said okay, enough, no books, good night. Oh my god, she lost it! We've only done that one other time and it was the same thing--screaming and crying so hard she was hyperventilating, it went on forever, she couldn't calm down. Tough night. I finally went in and rubbed her back until she calmed down and she passed out in seconds.
Meanwhile...what was Otis doing?
Snoozing away like World War III wasn't going on in the other room. Good boy.