Bedtime

For awhile now, we've been trying to figure out how to get Molly to go to sleep by herself. Starting at the beginning of the month, I tired to convince her to do it by giving her rewards.  First we told her that if she could go to bed by herself 5 days (5 stickers) she would get a special treat or gift.  5 days proved to be too abstract a concept for a 2 year old, even when represented by stickers.  So of course we piled even more incentives on top of the 5 day incentive so that she would get a small treat every morning after a night she had gone to bed solo, this has mostly been chocolate milk with breakfast.  But what really, truly has made all this possible is getting rid of naps.  The one day last week that she took a nap (which I made her take because she was driving me crazy) was the night that she just couldn't do it.  In the end, she did get her 5th sticker and I gave her the choice between a book, a toy or going out for ice cream, but she told me what she really wanted was a lollipop.  So that's what she got.

She of course had to rub off all the dates on her calendar.  Not sure why "November" wasn't touched.

Enjoying her breakfast lollipop.

Today my mom and dad had a little helper with their painting project.  She later told Mere that she had a GREAT day!  I'm pretty sure that this was why.

Maggie is starting to out grow her bassinet.  I debated on where I should put her, there wasn't any way I would  be able to put her in her room yet, but her crib wouldn't fit in our room.  Mere has a porta-crib at her house that I thought I could bring over, but in the end I got out the Amby baby.  I didn't want to at first since she does pretty good all on her own, but since we've been seeing her head get flatter and flatter, we thought we'd give her a fighting chance at a normal looking head.  The crazy baby hammocks are supposed to be good for preventing that from happening.  So far she's done really well in it.  The trick is going to be keeping Molly out of it.  I think she's feeling the sibling rivalry a little stronger lately.  Luckily most of her rage is directed at me and not Maggie.  The worst day so far was yesterday when we were at Sam's Club and she couldn't get over not being able to ride in Maggie's stroller.  We had her "helping" push it for awhile, but that eventually wasn't going to be good enough for her, and it all ended with me carrying her out (while pushing the stroller) while she screamed...awesome.  I was THAT person.  Despite it all, I do feel bad for her, I know her world has completely changed and that has to be hard.  Seriously though, I may loose my mind.

Crazy baby hammock.

Let's end on a happy note.