7 Hours

You know, whenever I read my friends blogs, it reminds me that I should write on mine. But then I feel a little like a copy cat...
Lorelai slept for 7 hours!  Since Christmas and illness, I have been working so hard to get her back on a real schedule, and it's taken forever! To be honest I have fallen asleep all over the place lately. Lorelai lays down for a nap? So do I!  It's 6pm and the TV show we finally got to watch was on commercial, fall asleep.  Drive to the grocery store? Fall asleep.  It's been ridiculous. Maybe I am just overly lazy.... Or perhaps I just can't function on 4 hours of sleep, with feedings every hour...  She is finally going back to normal! She is also crawling. All over the place.  I have had to re baby proof our house. Thomas was never really into everything in our house, he was interested in a few things, but he was really good about staying out of it. Lorelai is so curious. She climbs and pulls and eats everything she sees.  So we have to redouble our babyproofing efforts now that she is very mobile.  Also I read a HORRIBLE story about a little girl who pulled a dresser on top of herself and then died... So now I am super paranoid about that...  Speaking of which, we had a little miracle the other day.  Lorelai was crying in her carseat and choked a little and then coughed and then kept crying, I jsut assumed she had gotten herself overly excited.  We got to the store and she was covered in vomit and there was a large piece of paper in it. She choked on a piece of paper and managed to throw it up.  I literally started to cry when I realized that.  So now I am overly protective of her and follow both kids all over the place, Thomas looks at me like I'm crazy.
Speaking of that cute boy, he has started to play make believe. I LOVE IT! He will pinch his fingers together and bring me some "candy" or "a toy" and share it with me. I can't get over how cute it is.  He does it all the time.  He also speaks so well these days, it makes me want to cry when I think about how he was just a tiny little baby such a short time ago.  He has his favorite phrases like "I can't find it anywhere!"  "Are you okay?"(he asks this anyone anyone gets upset or he hears a loud noise, I didn't realize I did that until he did)  He also says "Oh my heavens" apparently I say that way too much too.   Anytime Lorelai cries, he bring her piles of toys.  Because I have tried to let him help take care of her, and so I ask him to bring her toys, and so now he does it whenever she's sad.  I haven't been able to explain to him that if she's hungry a plush monkey won't do the trick... But it's a nice thought.  And she laughs at him when he cries.  For some reason his crying is hysterical to her.. Which makes me smile, and then I feel bad for laughing at him.  They talk to one another across the car while in their car seats.  He will say "Hey Lolly" and she giggles and gurgles and he says something back and it becomes completely unintelligible to me.
Meanwhile my house never stays clean. EVER.  I swear there is a spell on this apartment that makes is stay dirty.  Or perhaps my standards are too high with a 2 year old, 8 month old, and husband who makes as much mess with the kids toys as they do. Ah, I love it.  And him.  Thomas and Lorelai adore their father.  He comes home and suddenly mom is the most uncool person around. Everyone has to get away from mom to go cuddle with daddy.  And it warms my heart.  The other day I asked Thomas for kisses, and he said no, and smiled all mischievously, so I said "I'm going to have to steal some kisses!"  And now he says to us "Steal kisses from me!"  He thinks it's the greatest thing.