The Facts of Life

This was the conversation that we had tonight at dinner:

Me: "William, are you a girl or a boy?"

W: "Boy."

Me: "Am I a girl or a boy?"

W: "GIRL!" {very proudly!}

Me: "Is Hudson a girl or a boy?"

W and H: "BOY!"

Me: "Is Daddy a girl or a boy?"

W: "hmmm. Boy? Um, Daddy not a boy."

H: "Daddy a Daddy."

and then . . .

Me: "Is Anna a girl or a boy?"

W: "Anna a girl Mommy. Anna a baby. BABY. BABY ANNA."

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Also, let the record show that Mr. Hudson tinkled on the potty before his bath on Wednesday night. I simultaneously wanted to cry and shout for joy! {Shortly following this miracle act, both Hudson and William, separate from each other, tinkled on the floor of their bedroom. We may have a ways to go before they master this whole potty thing. Perhaps now is not the time for us!!}

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Yesterday, I went into the boys' room during their nap because William was screaming about the unmentionable: there was no longer a blankie covering his toes. {Tragic? Yes.} So, I covered his toes, and I told him to lay down and close his eyes. He continued his screaming fit and outrage while pointing to his brother. Despite the fact that he was sound asleep, William was horrified to find that Hudson's toes were no longer covered by his blankie. If my children sleeping weren't such a massive priority in my life, I would have taken a picture of sweet Hudson . . . his bare, blanketless feet up to half of his calves were hanging out of the crib between the slats {perhaps my tall boy is outgrowing his mini crib? he does tell me at least once a week that he is "stuck" because his head and feet touch the top/bottom of the bed. Hatch says "he's fine," so I'm going with it!}, and he was laying on his mattress without a sheet {he pulled it off in a fit of pre-nap fury} and his mattress was folded ontop of itself {another downside of the mini crib: thin mattresses} thus leaving his head and chest on a single layer of mattress while the rest of his body was on a double-layer with shockingly bare feet poking out the bottom . . . and, he was sound asleep . . . paci dangling out of his mouth and all! I did appease William and draped a blankie through the slats over Hudson's toes . . . fortunately, he didn't wake up; and, thankfully, William was satisfied enough with the extent of the blanket coverage to finally fall asleep himself!

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And, my baby Anna Kathryn is sleeping in her crib for the first time tonight. It's just a trial run--which basically means that I reserve the right to put her back in my room at any time . . . and, I told Hatch about this, so he is aware of the rules of the trial run, and he knows he may have to run and get her at anytime. She has been there for a few hours . . . we'll see how long she {really, I} makes it there! Oh, my heart! My babies are growing so fast!

Ni Night, and may your toes always be covered as you sleep!