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Well, this is the time where they just get bigger. And that's pretty much all that is happening. I'm in love with this boy in every one of these photos. We moved up to size 3 permanently right before 3 months. We had been doing size 3 pampers at night since I didn't like changing him and he seemed to be fine as long as I changed him first thing when we got up. Maybe that's why he doesn't sleep? Ha, doubt it. I think reflux and some congestion have made this week of sleep the pits. However, all it takes is a quick little grin from that face and I'm somehow able to suck up the deprivation and even make plans for the day. 




 We actually made it to the library TWICE with our new (used) double stroller for craft time (with Emily & Oliver) & story time. We did a playdate to the splash pad for the first time this summer (turns out Dallin is NOT a water baby, at least when it's cold water around nap time. He totally screamed when I put his feet in it). And then I actually went to the mall THREE times. Lexi had me all over the place the third day when she had to go to the bathroom after we walked to the complete opposite side from them and then when she stole some lipgloss that got thrown into the stroller. Sigh. No more mall for awhile. I just got desperate when I had NO shirts to wear, work/dress flats or really anything for my current size. I'm not sure what has happened to my clothes. But Mr Smith will be happy to know I finally rid 6 pairs of shoes that I hadn't worn since we moved here but of course I had to move with.

B A C K T O D A L L I N

He wakes up around 630-7 every day, so about an hour before Lexi, which I'm always in denial about BUT if it was a good night, I really cherish this time chilling with him without a jealous toddler who needs everything immediately. I'd say he is getting into a more predictable schedule with a morning and afternoon nap, but because he is the second child and I'm not as loyal to the nap (since having a toddler makes you realize THEY can go stir crazy), this can tend to get broken up. If we're home in the morning &/or afternoon, he sleeps for 2 hours in the rocknplay or a mix of rocknplay vs my arms. No more sleeping in the swing! And we haven't quite figured out how to make the packnplay work yet since he prefers his side. He's forcing us too though since he is starting to kick more and spread out some. He loves the carseat as long as the car is moving. Same with the stroller. And then there is always an evening catnap too. Bedtime usually comes right after Lexi goes down, so 9-10 PM. And then mom & dad follow suit. Last week was SO good, I felt like I could accomplish anything and everything, I actually PLANNED things to accomplish with all those 4-5 hour stretches. I HATE that it didn't last. But that Nose Frida pulls out some nasty snot so poor kid might just be suffering a little which wakes him up and as Mr Smith will tell you, I'm his #1 comfort. I still HATE that reflux is an issue. He still chokes randomly after a feed, occasionally during and some days it's like non-stop spit-up. But look at him, he's still retaining. Lexi also had a 3 month growth spurt, and it's common for them to wake up to eat more. So who knows what the night issue is. If I got back and read the posts about how Lexi slept at this time, I get depressed.

It's okay bud, I still love you. And your sister has more love than you can take I'm afraid. She is REALLY battling parent vs child at the moment. Listening has become a huge challenge. We tell her no more touching Dallin, stop screaming in his face, etc... but she either forgets fast or just doesn't care or needs to pick on someone? Parenting a 3-nager is really hard. It's a hard balance of everything. But she does help a lot, and loves him so deeply. I can't wait to see them grow up together. She sees me make him laugh, and I know that's all she wants to do. 

He whines before he cries. Sometimes he starts with a loud cry and it makes me wonder what's up because it really isn't like him. He is so chill. To his credit, he smiles through the spit up. He doesn't chuckle yet like Lexi did, but I love getting him to give me some giggles. He makes you work for those. For the most part he likes to try and sit up, the Bumpo works well for us in the kitchen, and he eats his fist all day. No real interest in toys/playmat or grabbing things yet. He has grown more fond of his pacifier, but still doesn't NEED it. It's just nice that it helps calm him still. He isn't really keen on being thrown into the air or anything like that yet. Just our simple, chubby guy who LOVES to watch you talk to him.



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