So Much Personality!

Dear Teagan:
Boy oh boy you have so much personality for a little guy! I love how much you use your imagination. If you are playing in your room and hear the wind blow you'll come out and tell me you heard a lion in your room or an artic fox or something. It's so cute. Then we have to go look at it and run from it into my bedroom. You love making a "big big tunnel" in my bed, which is just hiding under the covers.
You're getting really good at doing puzzles. You oplay with my iPad a lot and do puzzles and color on there, and then we started doing your real puzzles. You're starting to understand the difference between corner pieces and outside pieces versus the inside pieces.
You still love your baby sister. You're quite helpful in the morning to keep her entertained. It's so funny to listen to you talk to her like you hear everyone else talk to her. When she starts making noises you'll say stuff like "Whatcha talkin bout baby?" Or if she starts fussing you're all "It's okay baby. Don't cry baby girl." I just love it. I think between you being your sweet self and also going to daycare with mostly girls that you're going to be an awesome big brother. I mean of course you already are, but I think as you get older you'll be more likely to want to protect her than fight with her....I hope anyway.

So you've been sleeping in your undies for bed, but you probably pee the bed 2-3 times a week. I so badly want to just stick you in a pull up at night, but at the same time I feel like you won't learn that way, so I'm torn. I'm sick of having to do laundry and make your bed every night though.
Last week you had diarrhea either in the morning or sometime at night and you didn't know you had pooped your bed. It was very yucky and your room smelled horrible as soon as I opened the door to get you up. That morning all together was awful. You didn't want to go to daycare and you wouldn't get off the couch and put your boots on when I asked and then you were trying to put your boots on standing up and you fell over and cried about it. All the while Vivian was screaming her head off in her carseat.
Daddy felt bad for me and sent me a basket of flowers to work.
It was for a combination of my bad morning and my overall stress level. I'm stressing about everything lately. Having two kids is much more expensive and stressful than just having one. You really have to learn how to prioritize your time and balance out life....which I've never been one to be organized or have good time management skills.

Next weekend you're going to have a sleepover at Grandma & Grandpa's so me and daddy can have a night to ourselves. We have nothing planned, maybe just dinner & drinks. Maybe we'll stop over to our friend's house, maybe we'll just stay home and enjoy a movie and sleeping in. Who knows. But I think it's good for us to just do things as us. Although I do feel guilty that I work all week and I feel like I should be spending all of my free time with you and Vivian.

Well, time to get going.
I love you to the moon and back baby boy.
Love,
Mommy