Is it sunday already?
I've spent the morning hanging and tagging my items for the Oak Grove childrens stuff sale. I feel so good that I didn't wait til the last minute this time (and drive poor hubby crazy making him help me). The sale has VERY specific instructions on how to write up the tag, how to hang the clothes, what size safety pins to use, etc. But since this is my second time consigning, it wasn't too bad. Though my finger hurts cuz i pricked it a few times. The whole point of consigning is that doing so means that I not only get a little cash back for the young one's outgrown things, I get to go to the preview day to load up on the choicest clothes for him for summer. So, Yay me!
D decided that yesterday would be a good day to take the crib rail off The Boy's crib and turn it into a toddler bed. This translates into the fact that yesterday the Boy avoided napping, as he took his new found freedom to mean he could get up and play instead of staying in bed. Luckily today he actually went to sleep for nap, after just one time of me having to come in and take his Lizards! book away from him.
So he was nap free when we went to Clay & Holly's last night, for an evening of toddler frivolity and adult hanging out time. All was well till the boys turned the lock on the door while we were on the porch and locked us out. Then they ran upstairs. After a bit of teeth gnashing, Clay went to the neighbors for an extra key, and coincidentally, the boys showed back up and figured out how to unlock the door. So no harm done. But we'll be giving Clay hell on this for the next several years i'm sure.
D decided that yesterday would be a good day to take the crib rail off The Boy's crib and turn it into a toddler bed. This translates into the fact that yesterday the Boy avoided napping, as he took his new found freedom to mean he could get up and play instead of staying in bed. Luckily today he actually went to sleep for nap, after just one time of me having to come in and take his Lizards! book away from him.
So he was nap free when we went to Clay & Holly's last night, for an evening of toddler frivolity and adult hanging out time. All was well till the boys turned the lock on the door while we were on the porch and locked us out. Then they ran upstairs. After a bit of teeth gnashing, Clay went to the neighbors for an extra key, and coincidentally, the boys showed back up and figured out how to unlock the door. So no harm done. But we'll be giving Clay hell on this for the next several years i'm sure.