Little things from a Saturday morning.

Austin's been waking up like 4+ times a night lately. But last night he only woke up once at 4:30 . He woke up at 6:30 and we nursed/dozed in our big comfy chair for about a half hour before waking up for real and coming downstairs. When Lydia woke up around 7:30 (yelling, "Mom! It's morning-time!") Austin looked to the stairs and said "Ya-ya", which was obviously him saying "Lydia". Melt my heart.

There is a layer of frost on the grass outside and Lydia was so excited that we all had to go outside and touch it. It was cold and cruchy and exciting, but then we had to run back inside because we weren't wearing shoes and our feet were freezing.

We finally turned out heater on and although it's not necessarily toasty, it is warm and with the frost outside, it's making me feel all wintery. I'm almost tempted to make David pull our Christmas tree out of the basement and turn on some Christmas tunes. Maybe a Christmas Hallmark movie with hot chocolate tonight?

Lydia knows that if she asks for a Daniel Tiger on Netflix, I can almost never resist. (She's discovered that all the other pictures that pop up on the TV are actually shows themselves and gone are the days that I can tell her that there is only Daniel Tiger or SuperWhy.) She wants to watch something else, like Jake and the Neverland Pirates - but if she asks for that I have a much easier time saying no. So she'll ask for a Daniel Tiger because she knows I can't resist his fluffy goodness and happy songs, but then after one show she'll ask to switch to a different show. Should I be worried about her skills at manipulation at such a young age? It melts away when she asks me to cuddle her on the couch while she watches a "scary" witch show. (Room on the Broom.)

I super-cleaned the downstairs last night because David was working late. I would be lying if I said I wasn't tempted to lock the children upstairs and not let them come downstairs for the next three days. (PB sandwiches in the bathtub? It's been done before!)

It's our Primary Program practice this morning and I'm heading over to set up in just a bit. I'm a little nervous as to how it will all go, because although this is almost my third year of being in the Primary - I've never done a program before. (Got called right after the first one, and Austin was born right before the second.)


I'm feeling grateful for this early, cold, tired, happy Saturday morning.



(For a realistic picture/transparency, here is a list of things that I didn't blog about: the pink lipstick smeared into my carpet and onto my favorite Austin-outfit that I can't get out, the toy that I had to pull out of the toilet because Austin put it in while Lydia going this morning, the crying fit that Lydia had when I wouldn't let her eat her bagel in the family room while watching TV and then because I wouldn't let her eat a candy bar. Annnnd... it's only 8:30.)