Weekends are for napping . . .

The best thing about sticking to a scheduled daily routine is that our boys are fantastic eaters and great sleepers . . . its been a decision that's paid big, positive dividends for us. Unfortunately, napping with the boys has been the collateral damage of our successful scheduled daily routine . . . when the boys are ready for sleep, they immediately start squirming and angling to be left alone in their crib . . . makes us miss those first few months where they would sleep whenever and wherever we wanted (well, maybe not whenever, but you get the point).

Adam took the picture below of what was achieved after fierce determination on my part . . . it may look like we're peacefully sleeping, but if he'd been able to record the lead-in, you'd be able to see 47 kicks to my head and Noel squirming relentlessly while he was trying to resist going to sleep (translation: holding out with the hopes that I would give up and transport him to the crib). We napped for about 75 minutes and it was a nice little love boost for me . . . plus I now have a cute commemorative pic . . . how adorable is he with his limbs splayed and his favorite gauzy blanket over his face? Worth all of the effort I put into it!













As a bonus to this entry, Fritoe and Sunday don't get much publicity now that Ethan and Noel have joined the family . . . the picture below was definitely cute enough to post and is 100% organic - no Adam/Bruce posing involved . . . seems like they are bonding together to get the love and attention that they are perhaps not getting from us these days. Fritoe and Sunday have been great with the boys and deserve a little PR of their own . . .