Ignoring The Inevitable

I'm trying not to think about when Levi leaves. Except that each day it gets a little closer, and I find it just that much harder to breathe. We do our daily stuff. We go to the park, the library, the grocery store. We do laundry, fix meals...and sometimes even clean up. I try to act normal. And, mostly, I think I do. Heck there are even days (ahem, like today) when I spend the later half wishing bedtime would hurry up.* That's pretty normal, right?

Then bedtime arrives, and as usual he insists on sleeping with something strange.** The sheep are counted and he falls fast asleep. I linger just a bit. That sweet face makes the cruddy parts of the day fade. I remember instead the way he so gently stroked Sophia's cheek as she was falling asleep, "Oh, sweet baby." he said, "You're so tired."
As I step out of the bedroom to enjoy that coveted me time, I find his treasures all over the house. Little reminders of him scattered about.

I'm going to miss that. All of it. Even the annoying parts...okay, maybe not the parts where I end up with bruises...but all of the other stuff...yes.

Postscriptiness:

*I blame it on dragging the kids to two grocery stores and then being whopped in the head with a very heavy toy. That would make any mama ready for bedtime...right?

**There's a plastic caterpillar in the soap box. Doesn't everyone sleep with those?

Sweet Dreams

The other night Levi decided he wanted to sleep in his bed.  By his bed I mean the twin bed next to our queen....not his bed in his room.  To make a long story short, Stephan laid down on that bed, and Levi freaked.  "Dats MY bed.  Get off my bed!!!  I wanna sleep on MY bed!!!!"  Well, alrighty then.

It took him forever and a very long time to actually fall asleep.  By the end of it he had requested somewhere in the vicinity of a million sips of water, his "rubber band mallet", his dragon, and his anteater.  Apparently, reinforcements were necessary to accomplish the monumental task of sleeping next to us instead of in between us.  The amazing thing is that he slept there through the whole entire night.  Fingers crossed.  Maybe there is hope after all.

I snapped these photos in the morning.  In 3 months he'll be 3 years old, and I could still spend hours just looking at him.  Sigh....

Bed Sharing With Two?

The earliest sleeping post I have marked is here...a little over a year ago.  Can you believe his tinyness? 

His favorite sleeping spot is still snuggled up next to mama.  Sigh.  Where are we going to put a new little one?  Levi says the baby can sleep next to him.  Ha!  Not happening little squirmy worm.  Any tips on bed sharing with two?  I'm at a loss.  We have a twin bed set up right next to ours.  Levi thought his bed was cool for about a nanosecond.  And, then he was back in between us.