trying out some different looks....

It's November!  And I feel all ready to have baby 3 join the fam.  I'm not in that "get this out of me" state, but we got some final things done on the weekend- and I feel like any day would be fine.  I have been getting these 30 minute-hour long spells of feeling like I am hitting early labor fast and hard... and that has been quite annoying.  But, otherwise, feeling pretty good for the most part. 

The weather is getting cooler- and the kids have had to pile on the layers.   Here is proof that I do attempt to dress my kids in a normal fashion!

However- they both just seem to have their own sense of style.  These outfits are ENTIRELY Janna's doing - and while it's very cute now, I hope it translates into something a bit less crazy as she gets older.  Picture these outfits on a 16 year old?

 I think my mat. leave habits are starting to rub off on Jesse a bit.  He begs to let me keep his PJS on in the morning, and again to put them on at nap time.  I totally relate to this need for comfort.  So while I enforce getting dressed around 8 everyday- I have been letting him slip into PJS of choice at quiet time.  Afterall- it's the first thing I do when I put the kids down for their nap/ quiet time.

I mentioned a few weeks ago, that Jesse was finally working up the nerve to get out of his bed during a nap time, or sometimes when he wakes up.    Well, it has sort of backfired in that he now usually picks quiet time over nap time- as there is so much FUN stuff to do in his room.  I think he could still use a few naps per week- and he hasn't been getting these.  He's been a bit more on edge than usual, and if it continues I may try and enforce an IN BED only nap time a few times per week.

This morning, Jesse woke up 4:55 AM.  He started out really wailing and calling out for his new baby to come.  As I heard him start to shuffle around and become slightly hysterical I jumped into his room.  He was standing at Janna's crib almost yelling at her about needing his new baby.  He was trying to reach into her crib.   I think he was half asleep, and I convinced him there was NO baby in Janna's bed, she was still in my tummy.  I got him back into bed and told him to GO TO SLEEP. It was still night.  Well, he didn't.  He kept singing and talking about it, and trying to have a conversation with Janna about it- who was clearly trying to sleep.  He was happy though, so we just left him... even though we started to hear him up and out of his bed a bit.   Well, this is what we found when we brought Jesse down for breakfast this morning.

He managed to climb on a rocking stool, reach high onto a bookshelf, and open a  little box that had some randoms.  A face-painting crayon was unintentionally among the mix.  whoops... I felt a bit proud that he at least tried to DO a design on his face,  and hadn't tackled Janna with it. 

Jesse also found Aunt Katie's soap making mask today... and proudly sported that for a good chunk of the afternoon.  

Well, supper must be made.  The day must go on.  Thanks so much for reading.  I'm out!