rituals

So, I'm sitting here waiting for the kids to get ready to go outside.  The Girl is ready.  I got her ready.  I asked the boys to go to the bathroom before we go out, so they take their sweet time.  Boy2 eventually made it into the bathroom, but he brought a book in with him, so he'll be a while.  The Boy could go upstairs, but he wants to wait for the bathroom down here to be vacant.  Oof!

Speaking of bathrooms, there is a new ritual for our middle child.  Most mornings (6 days a week) Daddy goes out for a run.  When he comes home, he usually has breakfast while he's cooling off, then he showers.  Not surprising.  However, what is surprising is that Boy2 has started asking his Dad to shower.  He will sit there and wait until shower time, then go upstairs to go potty while Daddy is in the shower. He will ignore me when I ask him to use the toilet down here.  He wants to keep Daddy company.  He will watch him shave and wait until the water is turned on before doing his "business".  One morning this week, Hubby finished in the shower before Boy2 was done, and he was told to go back in the shower until potty time was done.  Oh, boy!  Kinda cute, but very silly.

Yesterday I had a prenatal in the afternoon, so Hubby came home a bit early to watch the kids.  I got a text saying that they were planning on walking to pick the Boy up from school.  That was great.  A few minutes later I got another text saying that they were driving.  The change?  Boy2 was in the bathroom with Richard Scarry.  Again, kinda cute but there are times it seems a bit ridiculous.  At least he's in the bathroom and not still in diapers :)

The Boy is becoming very aware of things going on, too.  There are alot of birthday parties in his class.  Some that he's been invited to, some that he hasn't.  I guess there is one where the boy said he was invited, but there hasn't been an invitation.  "Why can't I go to ______'s birthday party?"  Try explaining that there is no invitation and you don't know why there is no invitation.  For a boy very aware of relationship dynamics, it's difficult for me to try and explain it in a way that is positive.

We made it through Spring Break alright.  There are a few very tuckered kids right now, and it will get worse through this week with the evening services, but that should go away after Sunday and Monday.  Sleep will do that :)

The Girl now has two of her second year molars.  That first one must have been a bear to cut, since that was when she stopped sleeping through most of January and  February.  This last time, she would just wake up in the middle of the night saying "Ow, ow" over and over.  But it's come through, so we should have a bit of a break before #3 decides to emerge.

She is also getting into her various chairs without assistance now.  She can climb into the van and into her car seat, and if there is no tray on her high chair, she'll tackle that feat as well.  There is absolutely no fear with her.  She also lets us know what she wants and when she wants it.  "Need juice!  Need juice!"  "Want sauce, want sauce!" (apple sauce).  And she has alot of her colours down too.  Such a clever girl!

Yesterday I met the intern who will likely be assisting with the delivery of Baby.  It's always interesting for me to see the learning of these medical professionals in training.  I've been very fortunate so far.  The resident who saw to me last summer was also the resident in emergency when the Girl took a pretty bad tumble in the fall, and he remembered me.  That was kind of neat.  But yesterday the intern was feeling around for the baby's head to make sure it'd turned.  All I could feel was alot of kicking up past my belly button as the poor child was complaining about being pushed on :)  I remember the same thing in the hospital waiting to be induced with Boy2, but the nurse trying to find the head didn't push in the right spot, so I had to show her.  The head nurse looked at me and said "This isn't your first, is it?".

I went out to a local maternity store today in hopes of finding a light dress.  I did find two.  One I tried on but it didn't look right, and the other never made it off the hanger.  When I looked at the price tag, I thought "Even if I wear this post partum, I can't really justify that price!"  So we'll likely go into Edmonton in the next few days (between services since it is Holy week, after all) and see what we can find there.