Somehow, we manage to function through the fog of sleeplessness. Lots of coffee, lots of early nights, little talking...it's all behind us now.
We're still not sure what came over the girls (Paige) but I'm not going to dwell, as it appears to be long behind us now (and it's so easy to forget just how bad it was!)
We've got a white noise maker up in the shared bedroom, we've turned off the baby monitor - forever - and we're back in business. It's all good.
Having said all that - Paige has cut another tooth. Top, front right. (Now you're all thinking - THAT's why she wasn't sleeping. Really? Three weeks?? Because she's got a lot more teeth to cut, you know....)
So official teeth count:
Paige = 3 (bottom front two, top front right.)
Leah = 2 (bottome two.)
And...wait for it....LEAH IS CRAWLING!! We're so proud of her! She finally figured it out, about a week ago.
It's the funniest thing - we're so used to Paige motoring around, constantly at our feet in the kitchen, or off looking for trouble. And Peyton flying around, of course. Well joining us in the sense of mobility is the gentle giant herself. I can't explain how cute it is to see her rounding the couch (that we have blocking the kitchen from the family room) with this huge wet grin, and joining her sisters who are bugging us in the kitchen while we're trying to prepare dinner. Ya. Fun times.
Poor Peyton. Now more that ever, she's learning how to share. Poor thing didn't see what was coming. Nothing is HERS anymore. Except all her "chokable" toys, which we keep in her bedroom.
That's it for news, for now. Big Birthday Party on Saturday - missy's turning 3.
Of course, before then there are a couple of other special days:
4 years of blissful (right Paul?) marriage celebrated tomorrow, &
PAUL will be 37 on Wednesday!!
I'll sign off with a couple of pictures.
:)
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