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4 months later, and today is probably the most tired I have felt. We were kinda busy yesterday; but Dallin had a better night last night even though the prior two were some of his worst nights. That kid. I was up every hour the night before. I kept trying to insist he sleep in his crib. Last night Dad kept him from 11-2 when Lexi came in and woke us up wanting in bed. I ran after her when she started crying because I get SO furious when she wakes Dallin. Ugh. But we're trying to stop that bad habit Mr Smith created. We can't have both children in the bed, I refuse! And she just needs to get over it although we aren't sure why she cries out sometimes at night. But Dallin woke up a few minutes after I put her back to bed so I fed him and then laid him in his crib. Like clockwork, he was up an hour-ish later and I just caved and brought him to bed where he stayed until 7:30, which is his normal wake time even with a late night. So I fed him once, but still wasn't even sure how much I slept. By how I currently feel, I don't think I got any deep sleep. When he sleeps with me, I'm constantly readjusting him, etc...

My fix is to buy a bunk bed with a full on the bottom so that Eric can sleep with the kids and I sleep alone. Hurrah! Seriously, this just needs to happen.

But hey, I'm still alive and the kids are too so we're lucky there. Lexi takes ALL the energy I have left in the day. She is such an emotional drama case at times, mostly over the smallest things. But the other half of the time she is completely adorable and goes along with the plans of the day. I try to give her the exciting days to make up for the boring ones.  I'm not really patient with her negative antics so it's just easier to try and keep her happy and busy.

And Dallin is such a chill baby during the day. He is starting to talk more. He is at least 20 lbs of just muscle and leg rolls. He smiles at all of us and I hate to admit it but he might be getting a tooth! But it's not one of his front ones. It looks like a bottom molar. Which is way random so I still don't believe it. Surely it's something else. But he has been showing teething signs when it comes to how much he chews on his fingers & bites me. We started him on oatmeal & then a little applesauce on our trip to Idaho which I still need to blog about. He is wearing 6-12 month clothing. I'm really slacking on this size of clothing for summer just because I didn't expect the 9-12 months to come so soon. I'm trying to extend the 6 month sizes but probably should give them up. We switched to size 3 diapers at 3 months. This dude is insane. And his giggles will melt your heart.




 



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