I arranged our nap routine a little differently today for a couple of reasons. Number one is that Dekker is in an incredibly whiny stage right now, and I couldn’t bear to push him to stay up any longer when he was so clearly ready for a nap. Number two is that I had an leg wax appointment in the city at 4:45, with us needing to leave shortly before 4:00, which would mess with naps. Yes, Dekker naps into the late afternoon and still sleeps at night.
So as soon as Laela woke up from her morning nap, I put Dekker down. Normally I hold him off and they go down together at 2:00pm, but it sometimes takes Laela a while to fall asleep, so I figured she could stay up and sleep in the van. It worked for the most part, though Laela was quite exhausted by the time we left, and I still ended up having to wake Dekker, which he wasn’t impressed about. I digress.
While just Laela and I were downstairs, I gave her a bottle, which she didn’t finish. She did ok, but definitely not a full feeding. She wouldn’t take more, but she was still seemingly frustrated and unsettled. So I brought down a little ziploc container of cheerios and asked if she was hungry.
“Laela, would you like a Cheerio?”
I had to laugh, because Laela nods at the funniest things. “Are you a goober?” “Do you think daddy is crazy town?” “Do you want to build a snowman?” All yeses.
She would chomp away at her Cheerio and then eye the container suspiciously. I’d ask her again. “Laela, would you like a Cheerio?” And she’s nod. I tested this out for probably the next half hour or so.
If I would offer too soon, she would stare at me blankly. If I still tried to feed her a Cheerio, she’d bat at my hand. But as soon as that Cheerio was completely gone out of her mouth, she’d stare down that container. “Laela, would you like a Cheerio?” And she’d nod!
Another scenario is based on me not paying attention. If I wasn’t offering her a Cheerio when she wanted one, she would crawl onto my legs or wherever she could get her hands on me, catch my eye, and nod. “Oh,” I’d say, “did you want a Cheerio?” Wide-eyed nodding. Crazy little girl! She’s already communicating so well!!!
By the end of our snack date, she was sooo tired, and if her mouth wasn’t gumming a Cheerio, it was hanging open, crying itself hoarse. Poor dude. So we ended up leaving the house early. Getting to my appointment early. Getting in early (Love my waxing girl, Jenn! She’s always ahead of schedule!) and getting home early 🙂
We had fried perogies in sour cream for supper which was divine, and now the kids are in bed and we are running a cool bath to save our ridiculously warm selves from our 30C house; Poor us. Don’t worry!! I don’t want snow! I’m not complaining about the heat! Just a little stinky in here…