Seriously. James had a great weekend. He slept through the night on Saturday and Sunday night, twelve hours and ten hours. I can count on the fingers of one hand the amount of times that he has slept through the night, since he was born. And then TWICE in a row? And he's not sick? Nothing short of amazing. If only we lived somewhere tropical where he could go in the bay or ocean every day. We are positive that is what knocked him out. The water was choppy and he loved the little waves on the bay. He started out sitting on my tube, but in the end, he was independently hanging on his own tube (okay, Dad's tube) splashing and kicking and screaming away. Having a blast. He didn't want to go in his tube - has his own giant one with a mesh bottom instead of a hole (the kind that a boat can tow). Last year it was the only way we got him in the water. He was either too scared to hang on or didn't have the capacity to hold on or float. This year? OH NO! Big boy tube. James was even walking on the floor of
the ocean. On his own. We were bursting with pride (still are). All the other "firsts" of the weekend paled in comparison. He ate frozen pizza. James ONLY eats fresh and only from certain pizzerias. He ate a different donut. James ONLY eats glazed. We had successfully introduced Wawa donuts (so we could go somewhere besides Dunkin Donuts). He wanted to eat a "ring pop" lollipop. Held it on his finger as we walked the neighborhood, licking it appropriately. He is still choosing a different treat each time we take our daily walk, so much so that I am getting used to it! I love it when he is not so rigid. I know he can get this way, so we just have to bear with it and stand firm, slowly pushing him away from those obsessive/compulsive desires. It is not easy. But the end results are more than worth it! I keep telling myself this about potty training. We are nowhere currently and it is discouraging. Although, this week at school, James his has wet his pull-up almost every other day. A huge step forward that he can be relaxed enough to let himself pee somewhere other than at home! Unfortunately, yesterday, James broke his two-week-plus streak of good days at school. I am hoping it was a blip (he did have to poop) and he'll be back on track today. Come on! If the Yankees can climb back up to first place, why not our James who works harder than a lot of those guys!
Seriously. James had a great weekend. He slept through the night on Saturday and Sunday night, twelve hours and ten hours. I can count on the fingers of one hand the amount of times that he has slept through the night, since he was born. And then TWICE in a row? And he's not sick? Nothing short of amazing. If only we lived somewhere tropical where he could go in the bay or ocean every day. We are positive that is what knocked him out. The water was choppy and he loved the little waves on the bay. He started out sitting on my tube, but in the end, he was independently hanging on his own tube (okay, Dad's tube) splashing and kicking and screaming away. Having a blast. He didn't want to go in his tube - has his own giant one with a mesh bottom instead of a hole (the kind that a boat can tow). Last year it was the only way we got him in the water. He was either too scared to hang on or didn't have the capacity to hold on or float. This year? OH NO! Big boy tube. James was even walking on the floor of
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