We have an AMAZING little boy! (He does like to challenge us quite a bit, but we're convinced that it is THE AGE more than anything.)
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This afternoon, Sydney came into the kitchen and announced "Uh-oh, I have wet pants."
He had been laying on the dining room rug - under the table - and had been mischieviously naughty for a while. (The JERK peed on the rug! It was NOT REALLY an accident!)
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Our house has looked like Roller Derby for most of the day. I guess Sydney is trying to make his brother tougher. POOR SILAS... some day, he'll be big enough to fight back! (And MAYBE end up bigger than his brother!)
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While I was getting pajamas for the boys, I heard Silas start to howl. Sydney came running to find me. "Baby is stuck!"
"Where?"
"In the bathtub?"
"Did you push him? How did he get in there?"
Sydney shrugs. "I guess he just fell in."
"Fell in?" I questioned.
"Well, we were running a little and he kind of just tripped... and got in the tub."
"I see." (Thinking how to handle this.) "It's not time for a bath tonight. It's just time for bed. We need to be more careful."
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Tonight, at bedtime, he called me from his room "Mommy! Come here, I need to tell you something!"
"What? What is it?" I said quietly as I kneeled by the unlocked gate.
"I forgot to tell you the *favorite part of MY day!"
"Really? What IS the favorite part of YOUR day?" I quizzed.
"When we went to that store... Target... and when we saw Buzz and Woody and that Cowboy-Girl. I liked them A LOT! That was the favorite part of my day, for sure!" (He makes me laugh.)
I couldn't really get mad at him for getting out of his bed THIS time. Afterall, he DID stay in his room... and the "Favorite Part of your day" is something that I love to do, but we have gotten away from it lately. (Sydney started saying "installing the new babygate with Daddy" every single day that we asked him... MONTHS after they had done it so, we gave up on it.)
*During our bedtime snuggle, I had told Sydney and Silas that the "Favorite Part of MY DAY" was getting to snuggle and read bedtime stories with them both, right now.
I had to laugh (while at Target) when Sydney kept saying "That Cowboy Girl is really cute, too!" (He has only see Toy Story 1 so far; the "Cowboy Girl" is not in that movie.... just Buzz and Woody.) He makes me giggle!
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Second attempt, Sydney came to the office and stood next to the computer, claiming that he's "pretty sure that there is something wrong with the computer". I walked him back to his bed and announced "I'm pretty sure that the only thing wrong is that you're NOT in your bed right now."
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Another attempt, he came to the office and announced "Hey, look! That's YOU and Uncle Mike... and all of those people." (Four sets of twins at the reunion.)
... "Look at all those people in that picture! ... But I don't know all the people in that picture on the computer now.... Is that after I woke up from my nap?"
"Yes, that IS when you woke up from your nap."
"Yeah, that's when I was really nervous that I was going to throw up."
(NOTE: He had been heaving while I was holding him and we moved out of the pictures and closer to a garbage can - while Mike hurried to pack our stuff and Lowell entertained Silas outside. I was AMAZED that Sydney acknowledged his feelings of NERVOUS and knowing that he felt sick.... after-the-fact.)
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An alternate get-out-of-bed-stall-tactic, Sydney came into the office and needed to look out the window - to make sure it is dark outside. He also "needed to know what all those lights are that I see out there."
I walked him back to bed and covered him with his blanket... AGAIN and AGAIN and AGAIN... and he FINALLY gave up!
We're THANKFUL that Silas goes to bed SO EASILY! He practically DIVES into his bed and gives us NO PROBLEMS! Hopefully, he will continue to be a good sleeper and NOT learn all of these tricks from his big brother!
