Cashel woke up at 3AM crying and calling Mommy. Joe went in to check on him and came back with a report of possible bed wetting. I went in and sure enough, he had wet the bed. I tried to pick him up to change his bed clothes and he effectively attached himself to the sheet telling me that he wanted to sleep so he could get stronger and stronger. I reiterated that he was wet and needed to be changed. He said, “No!” I said, “Ok” and stood by the door for a minute. He had gone back to sleep.
I heard someone yelling at the top of their lungs for Mommy at 4:27 and thought it was Cashel again, but it was Riesling. I quickly went in to see what was wrong (I didn’t want her to wake Cashel) and she said she just wanted to come into our bed. I let her know that she could turn on her flashlight and make her way by herself next time! Three minutes later, Joe silenced his blaring alarms and stayed in bed.
Cashel woke up again at 5:30. I told Joe what time it was and he got up to shower. I let Cashel know that Joe was going to wash him up in the shower. He hollered and cried because he didn’t want to get out of his bed. While Joe was washing him off, I stripped the bed, wiped down the waterproof mattress and started a load of wash. Then I got Cashel dressed and brought him in to snuggle with me and parachute man. By now it was 6:09. He wanted to get up and kept asking for granola. I let him know that at 7:00 I would get out of bed and get him whatever he needed.
I was in and out of sleep for what seemed like minutes. I fully woke up again when parachute man’s plastic parachute was pressed against my face! It was 8:47 and Cashel was determined to get my attention and some granola.
Riesling woke up about 10 minutes later and I gave them both some granola. The munched and talked about something silly. After polishing off their smoothies they played with the miniature porcelain village. Then they watched Dora the Explorer Lost Map and Super Map.
Cashel had parachute man by his side. He played airplanes and trains. He asked me what the names of each train was and then pointed the train out on a corresponding card and repeated the name.
We changed the Magnetic calender from November to December. While we were doing this I noticed Riesling was a little rusty with her second decade of counting numbers (i.e. the teens). I also noticed that if I began counting Cashel was able to continue the counting numbers for the next number even into the twenties.
I dug out some dot to dot books and put them on the table and let Riesling know they were there. She and Cashel hopped up to the table and Riesling began to connect the dots from 1 to 100. I found a more basic number book for Cashel and gave him that. He took his pencil and colored the pictures.
I read and read and read to them today. First up was The Biggest Snowball Ever! by John Rogan, twice. Then DragonTales Flower Power by Irene Trimble, The Night Before the Night Before Christmas by Natasha Wing, The Magic School Bus At The Waterworks by Joanna Cole and What Santa Can’t Do by Douglas Wood.
They played a game of Perfection riddled with conflict.
Later, they did some belly button dancing to Beats Antiques.
Stefano and his Mom stopped by. My kids were excited to have someone different to play with. Riesling and Stefano strapped on some roller blades and shuffled around the house.
Riesling got ready to go to Nutcracker rehearsal and Cashel and Joe wrestled and played a game that is kind of a hide and seek, tag, tackle combination.
Joe detached parachute man’s parachute for bed time. Cashel wasn’t too excited about this, but since it was nearly 8:30, he passed out anyway (after I read him What Was I Scared Of? by Dr Seuss).
Riesling got home from rehearsal at 9:30. She ate a quick snack, Joe got her ready and I read her The Easter Bunny’s Lost Egg by Sharon Gordon. Then I sang my best Redemption Song and I’ve been working on the railroad while listening to her wide yawns. A quick kiss and tuck in and it was good night for my little dancer.
