Bedtime

I try to use this blog for myself; to remember my children as they grow and to give others a sneak peek into life here at our house.
Right now I am listening to Frances and Henry reading and singing together in bed. They think I don't know that they snuck a flashlight into bed with them.  This has become quite a habit with them, and I am torn on whether to fight it. On the one hand t is so darn precious to hear them in there bonding together; laughing and giggling.  It is actually fine for Henry because he is less likely to wake me up early. On the other hand, Frances tends to get cranky, so I try not to let it go on too long.  Sometimes I wish I could sit outside their door with a tape recorder and record it forever.  I hope they remember these nights as fondly as I do as they get older.

TMI Post

Henry pooped in the potty last night!! We had gotten home from swimming and dinner and he told me that he had peed in his pull up. So I told him to go to his room so we could change him. He said "no" that he wanted to go potty, so I sent him in there. Ken was leaving the bathroom and stuck around to help him while I stayed in the living room. Then I heard Ken say, "Uh, Rabia...I think we have something here!" and sure enough-he pooped!
We yelled and cheered and Frances sang a special song with him before bed. I think he was a little bit confused by the excitement, but hopefully this is a step in the right direction!