Steven called me “mean” for the first time, and also tried to deliberately hurt my feelings for the first time. #milestone
Below is a semi-condensed version of how things went down last night.
Sad to say, Steven had another attitude-filled moment later that night. And although we had things resolved by bedtime, I think he needed a little more comfort than usual because he (and Ben!) snuck into our bed in the middle of the night.
He’ll always be my baby.
Steven was really excited about the family “celebrate reading” night at his school. This year’s theme was “Avoid Extinction, Read!” with dinosaur imagery. I may have taken it a little too far with my suggestions.
Snapchat stories are available for only 24 hours, so here are screenshots of my latest epic:
Benjamin has a proven tactic for getting what he wants. Try to imagine him telling me this at 12:30 am in a very sweet voice with a hint of whine.
Our good friends got married recently, and our whole family got to attend the wedding. It was their second wedding that they’ve been to, but the first wedding where we danced. Our boys had a blast!
Matthew cracks us up with his turns of phrase (complete with shooting hand motion).
One unexpected side-effect of driving out to Oregon for a week this summer: Benjamin is never quite sure where exactly he is geographically.
After reading something about how our childhood dreams often get lost as we get older, and that looking back to our childhood dreams might help us rediscover what our “real” gifts and talents are, I was curious to ask Steven what his dream might be. I was surprised.
Two characteristics of our boys and bedtime:
- They like to get up repeatedly after we put them to bed… to get a drink of water… to go to the bathroom (and invariably in OUR bedroom bathroom instead of just going across the hall to use the bathroom that is closest to them)… to get a bandaid… to get “itchy cream” for a bug bite (a.k.a Benedryl cream).
- They like to get up really, really early. As in, 5:30 am early, while Steve and I are trying to have our personal quiet time.
Occasionally Steve throws his weight and declares that the boys must stay in bed ALL NIGHT LONG until WE open the door for them in the morning.
But the boys still try to find loopholes.
Cleaning with Steven is sort of like cleaning with Ben, but just with more words.