Jett Boy has had a bottom tooth hanging on for a while. We tried string, we tried bath cloth removal and finally I got it with a surprise attack. He was more scared that I had gotten it and he didn't know it. The tooth fairy wrote him a note with invisible ink at my mom's and then when she got the tooth at our house the next night she gave him more money.
Soccer season brings us several nights alone, as Cullen is coaching. Some times it is one night others it is three nights in a row. A lot of times my mom offers to take us to dinner to help with the boys.
Crausby had his nine month appointment. He was standing ready when Dr. Dennis came in. He weighed in at 22.13 lbs. He was down a little from his last appointment, probably because he is moving around so much. He says mama, dada, and uh-oh. He babbles a lot especially when we are in the car. He doesn't sleep through the night. He wakes up at 12 and 2 and 4. They say he naps at school. He eats yogurt like a champ and loves sweets. Veggies aren't really his thing. He is pulling up and cruising around furniture. He hasn't stepped away from the furniture just yet, but he walks behind a pull toy a lot.
Jett Boy was super excited to put our family tree up this year. He took time to draw a plan out to let us know what happened first. He fluffed the limbs and helped with the lights. He also made sure to place non breakable ornaments for Crausby low on the tree.
It's no secret Cullen and I are possibly the worst parents at sleep training children. I blame fatigue and nursing and having a 45 minute one way commute each day. So when the baby was born Jett moved upstairs and he was in his room until it was time for me to go back to work and Cullen had to come back to our bed in an attempt that he would help with the baby like he did with Jett. Jett moved to a cot at the foot of our bed. He stayed there and acted like he liked it. During Thanksgiving week, Cullen told Jett he was going upstairs. So we put the monitor on him, gave him a night light and off he went. He was so thankful to be able to stretch out he hasn't wanted to be back downstairs yet. So each night they read a book and off to sleep he goes. One child down, one child to go.
Time is flying by so quickly with this little guy. He has a totally different childhood from his big brother. With Jett we lived to post every week what was new. This go round we are doing well to snap a picture. He starts our days before 4 most mornings and he puts us to bed by 7:30 dog tired.
I don't know what it is about giving a baby a bath but I just don't like it. It makes me nervous and they are cold and squirmy. My mom loves it. Doesn't bother her a bit, so we let her do it.
She gave Jett his first bath and she gave Crausby his first bath. She keeps them warm and only uncovers a part at a time, and she whole heartedly believes in slathering them with lotion and soothing them with a song and snuggle between cries.
Meeting baby brother. I wanted the day to be all about Crausby. I put a lot of thought in to how Jett would meet the baby. I wanted to make sure that during delivery he wasn't running around the waiting room like a crazy kid. I wanted to keep his life normal and on a schedule. I kept him at school. I was selfish and wanted my mom worried about me on delivery day not my kiddo. I knew Cullen's parents would work part of the day, and for him it was going to be best to go to school and be loved on by his teachers. I had read and read about how the transition was going to go. I had planned for no one to be in there but just our small family. Because of timing things doing go according to plan, and it was okay the world didn't end. I had Cullen hold the baby so Jett could jump up on the bed with me and get a hug. He wanted to hold the baby immediately. He was smitten.
It was a precious time. I am so thankful someone snagged this photo. It was a sweet meeting and Jett Boy took the introduction to the little fella really well.