So, getting busier and busier it seems like. 3 more days until Christmas Eve. So far today, I have done 3 loads of laundry, two loads of dishes (although that is the extent of the cleaning), snuggled up with the kids and watched cartoons, fixed lunch and got dinner prepped and in the fridge, played around on the computer looking at stuff on Pinterest (I'm telling you that site is great to kill a few minutes!) and now Hannah and I are back cuddling on the couch while Joshua plays computer games again. Jonah is playing with a large storage tub, and at the moment, it is apparently the most interesting toy we have in the whole house. I love how babies can take the most seemingly boring thing and that is what they have the most fun with. I can almost guarantee you that this weekend, he will have more fun tearing one piece of wrapping paper to shreds than he will with the presents themselves.
It's so funny how different all the kids are in personality. They are totally typical of their birth order too. Hannah is a typical oldest child. She's a little mommy, and she thinks she is the tattle police. Anytime she catches anyone doing something she feels that they shouldn't be doing, she isn't afraid to let everyone know. Regardless of if they are intentionally being naughty or not, she's gonna tell me about it!
Joshua is a typical middle child. He is content to hide out in my office, playing game on the computer or playing with blocks or transformers. He really just seems like he wants to blend in most days. I take special care to make sure he doesn't get left out-from not being the oldest or the youngest-and to spend some time now and then just me and him.
And even though Jonah is only 1, he is already showing that he's going to be the instigator. He is always the one one wants to get into things and do what the bigger kids are doing, or play with what they are playing with, even if it's obvious he can't do it. He is at the age where he wants to roam around the house, but it's not entirely baby proofed yet, so I have to be in whatever room he is in to keep an eye on him. We had blocked off all the exits to the living room with makeshift "baby gates". (A pack n play turned caddy corner blocked off the front hallway, a large storage tub toy box blocked off the office/kitchen, and we pushed the couch up against the doorway to the bedroom hallway.) Of course, now that he is 14 months old, he is much more mobile. He does his best to crawl, climb, push, run to, or maneuver his way over/around/under/through whatever obstacle is in his way. In the last month, he has destroyed the pack n play beyond repair, and now he has figured out how to climb up onto the couch and drop himself over the side of the arm, essentially escaping into the hallway. Of course when he ignores the stern look on my face, he gets a firm NO which he also ignores, usually followed by a swat on his thigh. Sometimes he stops after I yell "No!" and drops to the floor making a dramatic scene to let me know exactly how much I hurt his feelings. (Mean mommy!!) Still other times, he ignores me completely unless I come and get him and move him to a different area. Other times he is just such a happy baby, laughing and playing. He has the most precious little face with a sweet smile and 2 huge buck teeth and fine, thin hair that is slightly too long on the sides and back that resembles Bill Murray. My point being, even though he gets into stuff a lot, I can never stay mad at him because he's just so darn cute. Of course, I am biased, but I bet I can name at least 10 other people that think he's super cute too! I have a feeling his cuteness is going to save his hieney on many an occasion. In fact, as we speak he's gotten awfully quiet behind the Christmas tree and I am thinking I need to get off here before he starts declaring today Christmas morning. :D
Be blessed!!
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