Recently, we put Jellybean into a big girl bed. And she's done a great job. We put her to bed, and she goes to sleep. The end.
It's the waking up part, you see, that we need to work on.
For example, if it is a Saturday or a Sunday, it's not uncommon for her to wake prior to 6am. It's like some sort of two-year old spidey sense, that says get up early TODAY....the only day your parents might grab an extra wink or two.
And then there's last night. At 4am, Jellybean was awake, and hungry. She ate an entire peanut butter sandwich and a full glass of milk.
While we were in the kitchen, she kept talking about how it was dark out. I think it's the first time she's ever been awake to see the dark.
As we walked back to her room, however, the skynight was turning a deep shade of royal blue; that gorgeous deep blue that precedes the dawn.
I wanted to stop and soak it in - to share that beautiful moment with Jellybean. Afraid that she might interpret dawn as an excuse to stay up.....I hustled her right by that window, instead.
And then, as I settled her into her big girl bed, I said a small prayer of thanks to whomever invented blackout shades, which I have duct taped to her window.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
The rat
No, not Disney. (heh)
The most commonly found breed of rats found in New York is called Rattus Norwegius. It is more commonly called the brown rat or New York City rat. (wow, claim to fame for the Big Apple? aw shucks...)
Well, these unpleasant neighbors of ours usually stay out of sight. Under the garbage bags. At the end of the subway platform. Underneath your local restaurant that just failed it's inspection.
We've talked about rats before. There's the local garden Monkey calls "the rat garden." (for obvious reasons, natch). We've seen them on the platform. We note the "poison" signs in local green spots.
But yesterday? Yesterday took the cake.
We were standing at the SW corner of Broadway and 105th, waiting for the light. I was holding both Monkey and Jellybean's hands. And we saw a rat - in broad daylight mind you - running across the street towards us.
I didn't move, thinking that if we jumped around the chances were greater we'd get in its way. And hoping the rat was smart enough to not run RIGHT AT US.
No such luck.
The rat literally - and I mean literally - ran between Monkey's feet. It had to leap above her shoes a bit to make the space by her ankles.
She told me it "tickled."
I may have burned the socks she was wearing.
The most commonly found breed of rats found in New York is called Rattus Norwegius. It is more commonly called the brown rat or New York City rat. (wow, claim to fame for the Big Apple? aw shucks...)
Well, these unpleasant neighbors of ours usually stay out of sight. Under the garbage bags. At the end of the subway platform. Underneath your local restaurant that just failed it's inspection.
We've talked about rats before. There's the local garden Monkey calls "the rat garden." (for obvious reasons, natch). We've seen them on the platform. We note the "poison" signs in local green spots.
But yesterday? Yesterday took the cake.
We were standing at the SW corner of Broadway and 105th, waiting for the light. I was holding both Monkey and Jellybean's hands. And we saw a rat - in broad daylight mind you - running across the street towards us.
I didn't move, thinking that if we jumped around the chances were greater we'd get in its way. And hoping the rat was smart enough to not run RIGHT AT US.
No such luck.
The rat literally - and I mean literally - ran between Monkey's feet. It had to leap above her shoes a bit to make the space by her ankles.
She told me it "tickled."
I may have burned the socks she was wearing.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Big Girl
After some hemming and hawing (and worrying about someone - ahem - getting out of bed all the time)....
we turned Jellybean's crib into a big girl bed.
The first thing she did was invite her big sister into her bed to read with her. All together now...awwwww.
They are growing up so fast. Where did my babies go?
we turned Jellybean's crib into a big girl bed.
They are growing up so fast. Where did my babies go?
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