Tired day

I don't know whether it was the full moon or what, but my kids were both up at three a.m. wandering around the house. Avery even asked if she could play in her room (she often asks this when she wakes up before anyone else- but it's usually not THAT much before anyone else). Asher has been sneaking into our bedroom about half the time. Usually it's between 2 and 4, and last night he was right on cue. To be honest, I have a hard time sleeping when he's in there but on some level I don't mind it enough and let him stay. Sometimes I can put him back in his own bed and he'll stay so if he's really tossing and turning I'll do that. But last night, I was laying there wide awake and decided to go into the living room. Asher followed me out there and laid on my tummy. He asked for milk, so I gave him some and put him back to bed (sorry, dentist) and he toddled out again. I put him back again, then went into our room and he followed me in there. By this time it was 4. I had my alarm set for 5 so I could run and I just couldn't see me functioning at work well with 4 hours of sleep. But Asher climbed back into bed. He snuggled up to me, facing me and searched for my hand. He found it and held it tight up against him and kept saying quietly "my mommy, my mommy." I couldn't help but smile and kiss his spikey hair. Today as I sit here, so tired I could crawl under my desk and nap, I think about that and hope I never forget that feeling.

Luck of the Irish

Avery woke up so excited this morning! When I got out of the shower she was sitting in the middle of the bathroom floor ready to tell me what they were going to do in school today for St. Patrick's Day. Apparently they are going to eat green snacks, drink green juice (yuck) and eat pizza for lunch. She also reminded me that she needed to wear a green shirt so that she didn't get pinched, and encouraged me to wear one too. So did Asher... along with, yes, his green Christmas socks.

Asher's hat

I bought Asher a baseball hat today at Gymboree. It has an alligator on it (although he will tell you it's a crocodile). I was so excited, because he loves it! (I really like the kids to wear hats outside and am thrilled when they oblige, which is hardly ever.) Funny thing is that he tries to wear it like Bobby does. Apparently Bobby will throw it in the air and catch it on his head. Asher really needs to work on catching it on his head and not sending it sailing across the living room. ;) Today we also bought Avery another fish. Elle, her first fish (if you don't count the goldfish that died about 20 minutes after we brought it home), died last week. She wasn't sad about Elle, but really did want another fish. So, we went and picked out a pretty red betta which she named Owen. We also learned that Elle had been a male... poor thing was called a she all his life.