We’ve been working on this night weaning thing for a while and progress is basically good. I kick Brian and he gets up to deal with the babies and I go back to sleep. Last night F, sick and getting 2 canines, wasn’t having it. She came to bed with us at about 12:30 and stayed there until 2:30 when I returned her to her crib because she was hitting me in the face. In her defense, she was sound asleep and knew not what she did. However, she still got moved.
She said her first (understandable) sentence yesterday. “Why Can’t I?”
Like the mark on her cheek? She picked that little ouchie up at play-group. I have no idea how but she was suddenly attached to my leg crying and about 20 minutes later that blossomed. There was another group there and some of those kids were older so I blame the other play-group children. Of course, she is a bit pushy herself so I wouldn’t be surprised if she had given as good as she got.
