11.25.15

In an effort to convince Oliver that sleeping on the bottom bunk was cool, and also not scary, we finally caved and put some Christmas lights up in there. He was sold immediately and has been sleeping pretty effortlessly in there since. You'll also notice that the ladder for the top bunk is actually facing the wall. That's another necessity, as Theodore just would not stop climbing down and hanging out with Oliver, and nobody was getting any sleep. So now he's essentially trapped up on the top bunk which is fine by me, considering one night when Matt and I were hanging out in the basement we heard the heavy footsteps of my rambunctious two-year-old racing across the ceiling above us long after 11PM. Leaving their bedroom is something Oliver has never really done ever, even when he was very little, but we completely forgot that Theodore is an altogether different child. And naturally he had to go exploring when he knew full well it was advised against.

It's so strange that my baby is sleeping in a "big boy bed." The years just fly by, don't they? The next big milestone will be potty training, which I'm in much less of a hurry on than most people. I have yet to meet an adult who still doesn't know how to use a toilet, so what's the rush? Changing diapers isn't so bad. The main reason I want to attempt the training process before the littlest one arrives is because I'm not sure I'll have time after the fact, so it's either now or a loooong time from now, and we may as well give it a little go. Worst-case-scenario it doesn't work out, and then we've always got later to try it again. That's the magical thing about that.

I just know I'm going to blink and these precious boys will be men, and they won't let me stroke their hair at the dinner table anymore, or kiss my hand when they think I have an owie. It breaks my heart to imagine a day that Oliver doesn't climb up on my lap and tell me how wonderful I am. I could just about cry just thinking about it. But for today, they do let me stroke their hair and kiss my hands and cuddle on my lap. And so today I will soak it in and memorize every moment because one day I'll climb into my time machine and travel back to today just to feel the brush of their eyelashes against my cheeks just one more time.