Party at Midnight

It's interesting to see how my kids handle changes in their lives. Even Lizzie. Whenever Mike is not around it totally throws Jacob off. Lizzie usually doesn't notice anything different, but this time around even she's acting differently. The day Mike left, the kids started acting differently. Lizzie's nap schedule went skewompas, and Jacob rarely takes a nap at all. He also refuses to sleep in his own room at night. He started out waking up in the middle of the night and wanting to come in with me. Now he refuses to fall asleep at all in his own room. So typically he falls asleep on the couch and then I move him to my bed.

I think they can sense my stress levels increase and don't know what to do. Anyhoo...the one thing that I could really do without, is the midnight parties. Usually, it's just Lizzie who parties. She considers 12am-1am play time. Last night, I had both kids on my bed sleeping. Mike was up writing his personal statement for his residency applications and he wanted me to wait up for him to finish so he could call me and read it to me and get my feedback on it. He finished pretty late, so at midnight we were still up talking on the phone. As we were talking I started hearing jabbering and giggling coming from the other room. I went into the bedroom and this is what I found.

Now look at her face. Does she not look like she's just having a great time?! She was like, "Hi Mom, your just in time. Come play." Jacob looks a little out of it, but he was not wanting to go back to sleep for me. I finally had to turn out all the lights, so it was pitch dark and lay down between them until they went back to sleep. Jacob laid right down once he couldn't see anything and within seconds he was snoring. Lizzie on the other hand kept trying to crawl around on the bed. She worked her way over to my night stand and started pulling things off. Then she rolled back over to me and started trying to pull my hair, slap my face, grab my nose, etc., then back to the night stand to see if there was anything left to pull off...then back to me. And so it went for about an hour. Good times.

Here are some other pictures I got this week. Now at first glance, this looks like child slave labor. But don't worry, I don't make my children do the dishes...YET! Right now I'm just getting them to think that playing in the sink is a game. So that when the time comes for them to actually do the dishes, they will be begging me, "please, please, please Mom can I wash the dishes???" I'll let ya know how that goes.
I don't know what the fascination is, but this kid has always LOVED to shred paper. I thought he'd out grow it. No such luck. Somehow he got a hold of a roll of paper towels and was having a ball.
Um...ya. Look what he found. He is SOOOO never reading "Flat Stanley"!!
Lizzie's first sucker. Look at that blue tongue! She loved it. I like to get my kids hooked on sugar early.
Sadly folks, that's all the pictures I've got to share today. I know, I know. What kind of a blogging Mom only gets 5 pictures. It's pathetic and there is no excuse. I will strive to do better, I promise.