Lots has happened around here, mostly for Jeremiah, but a little for Miss Sarah, too. Here we go!
This past Saturday, Jeremiah spent his first night alone at his Grandma and Grandpa G's house. They did everything grandparents are supposed to do - let him drink some pop, have ice cream, stay up late watching movies, etc. And he did great. He slept really good (That was my main concern...of course we had to bring his fan, his 'heartbeat' - a white noise machine, his TWO nightlights, as well as all his stuffed animals/blankets.) He had fun and it was great for them to spend such a good chunk of time together.
Now onto Sarah. Last week she decided she didn't want to wear diapers anymore. So I transitioned her to pullups and she was doing great over the weekend, but since Tuesday hasn't done so great. (You know what? I don't mind discussing this stuff in person but I really dislike blogging about it!) Long story short, I think she's leaning towards potty training but lost interest because it is kind of boring, plus I won't let her have any more little books (her favorite ones) because they kept ending up IN the toilet. Gross.
Word-wise, she doesn't have many. "Uh oh", "ball" (Sort of), "mama", "Dada", "Uh-uh" (for no), "da" (for yes). That's all I can think of now. She has loads of signs and uses them instead of words. She also is really funny - she makes great faces sometimes for the camera. She's also making this ridiculous pouty face whenever she doesn't get her way, and still throwing fits like nobody's business. She loves her blankets and sucking her thumb. She's almost figured out how to open doorknobs and can go up and down (although she likes 'help' down) the stairs on her own.
And, just now, she put her blanket on our dog Prince's head and laughed. When I laughed, she took it off and did it again. She thinks she's hilarious. Oh and she is SO NAUGHTY. Climbs on everything and thinks when I say "NO!" it means to do whatever she's doing and run away at the same time. Being in trouble just makes her laugh, so we're working on time outs. Not sure how affective they'll be though, since she just thinks they're funny right now.
And CUBBIES! Last night was J's first night at Awanas. This means being dropped off and picked up - and left there for two hours with no mom or dad in the near vicinity. And he did great! Shawn and I seem to have a recurring conversation about just how big J's getting. He's doing so much that even six months ago I couldn't imagine - he'd cry his head off at Mops last year and this year his teacher was amazed at how he not only didn't cry, but participated in the activities and had fun. It makes me so incredibly happy that he's no longer sad!! I think either moving up to the preschool room at church (he never ever wants to leave) or going to Ikea's Smal-land (where he plays on his own for an hour) helped over the summer. Or he's just growing up and becoming more independent. Who knows. Either way, it's bittersweet.