We have an odd relationship with sleep around here. There’s some unwritten rule around here that SOMEONE has to be sleepless- because of the 18-month sleep regression it was Ezra for the longest time, then for the last two weeks it has been Ender waking and needing extra cuddles. If it’s not them, it’s me. The nights everyone else sleeps I’m wide awake until all hours- like tonight. I’m estimating a 2 a.m. bedtime for myself. The boys were in bed around 8, Superman passed out from exhaustion around 9:30 after a strenuous viewing of half of a Deep Space Nine episode.
Wanna know why I’m not sleeping? Because the studio has it’s yearly formal recital on Sunday- 43 students performing, plus me on one piece. Everyone is as ready as possible, but I have all the details floating around in my brain about punch bowls, napkins, microphones, music stands, sheet music . . . lists are made for all these things but my mind can’t leave it all alone. Plus there’s the whole “dreaming about the recital” aspect that makes the prospect of sleep that much more fun. Really- how many times can you dream about performing a never-ending piece?
That sweet boy “smelling” the flowers? He’s actually blowing on them. He has watched us all smell them a dozen times so to make the sniffing noise he blows on them. It’s the sweetest little gesture! Oh, and flowers can only be properly enjoyed if you’re sitting on top of the dining room table.
I’ll resume posting Montessori work and other work for three year olds next week. I know I’ve been leaning toward crafting and toddler-ness for the last few weeks, but there’s also the simple fact that I haven’t presented very much in the way of new work to Ender in the last few weeks. Would it possibly have to do with the wee bit o’ exhaustion I’ve been experience after getting up with Ezra 4+ times each night for a few months (curse the sleep regression!)? One might suspect that . . . Ender has been working with Explode the Code and the pink series each day, but other than that we haven’t had a regular work period. The plan is for that to resume post-recital-craziness.
Head over to Chasing Cheerios to see the felt button board Melissa made for her daughter to use in practicing buttoning. I’m thinking I could make something like this with cars and trucks for the buttons . . . hmmm
You know that stash I told you about the other day? I chopped into it last night. The beautiful Red/pink Jennifer Paganelli fabric is going to be an apron for myself and the green Anna Maria Horner fabric is mostly going for an apron for my soon-to-be sister-in-law. Speaking of Anna Maria Horner, did you see Soulemama’s throw she made from Horner’s Good Folks line? I may be a little jealous.
One more big thing on my mind? Ezra has to return to our pediatrician next week for a follow-up from his 18-month visit. They want at least 5-10 words at 18 months, my son had 0, unless you count grunting. The child can certainly get his point across with a few well timed grunts! He now uses four words regularly (Mama, Dada, Bubba, Baby), but I’m sure they’ll expect even more from him now that he is 21 months and I’m sure he’ll be his stubborn self and refuse to demonstrate any language for them at all. He thinks that’s funny, you know. What a cheeky sense of humor, my little boy has. Superman and I are quite sure that Ezra can speak and just refuses to do so since he knows it would please us if he would spill a few words.
I expect that they’ll recommend speech intervention. A large part of me is saying that he is way too young to be worrying about this. He’s a boy after all, and many boys are later to talk. He is able to communicate with us in other ways and follows directions when he feels like it, so we know he can hear and understand us. I suppose we’ll have to wait and see what the recommendation is and go from there.
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