Lest I Forget

I usually don't post about negative things, as I really try to focus on the positive in general.  However, in case I one day think back on these days and think they were all rosy, I'd like to have a small snapshot into what is our reality with a 3 and 1 year old.

Last night I got to bed a bit after 11pm.  Just as my head hit the pillow, Jonathan woke up SCREAMING his head off (thankfully this isn't the norm).  I went in to console him, gave him cuddles and teething tablets and laid him back down.  Just as I began to fall asleep Jonathan awoke again, screaming in a panic.  I went in to console him, put him down and he wouldn't stop crying.  I laid in my bed trying to figure out my gameplan, as it was midnight and I knew I would need energy for the following fun-filled day that was planned.  Suddenly I heard a bang and scream from Christian.  He fell out of bed and hit his head.  Now BOTH boys are crying.  Danny tries to help Jonathan while I help Christian.  I spent the next hour walking back between both kids' rooms, and my consolation was in vain the moment I left the room.  Finally I decided to lay with Christian, letting Jon cry it out (he was overtired) and comfort him through his pain and continual coughing (he's getting a cold).  I climbed into my bed at 6am and at 6:25am Christian was in to wake me up for the day, which woke up Jonathan. 

After a couple cups of coffee and a battle with the ants that have been visiting we packed up and headed to the L.A. County Fair for a fun, memorable day with the family.  :-)