sweat, stickers, and sleeping

next time you step on an elevator, direct your eyes southward and you'll notice a teensy weensy little crack between the elevator cab and the floor of the building.

you'd be amazed what can fall down that teensy weensy little crack.

like entire john deere sticker books...

gwen thinks they're supposed to go on hair and eyes too.

casey, the elevator fixing whiz that he is, gets to confiscate many of these little treasures. pretty sweet deal ... that's why we now own said john deere sticker book. and without it i don't know what gwen would be sticking in her eyes and hair.

when we're not playing with stickers, we're pretty much sweating our brains out. it's been pretty hot and sticky lately. we've been eating jell-O (a rarity in the jorgensen household), making smoothies, hitting the playground and beach ... but poor Baby. Baby can't eat jell-O or smoothies, is too short for the playground, and has non-waterprood mechanical parts = no beach. so really there's only one way to beat the heat ...

thanks to her loving mother addi, Baby pretty much ends up somewhere in the fridge everyday.

baby doesn't have a name. and baby is androgenous. (how do you spell androgenous?)

but usually she's a she, just because addi doesn't have contact with many "he's".

any suggestions for baby's name? and gender.

so gwen is climbing out of her crib these days. i usually find her on her changing table right next to the crib, so it's fine ... i don't mind.

well, except for last friday when she fell out.

then i minded.

so we thought we'd make the big transition. BIG:

toddler bed AND in the same room with addi ...

looks all good, right?

wrong.

o h s o w r o n g .

the girls go to bed at 7:30. not this night ... try 9, and only after lots and LOTS of crying and screaming and "no gwenner in addi's room. addi night night. gwenner go gwenner's room momma." basically everybody involved was sad about the whole ordeal.

then again at 2 am.

all the way until 3 am.

gwen screamed.

i comforted.

gwen slept.

gwen screamed again.

addi woke up.

i comforted for a really long time ... ok, so i just fell asleep on the floor holding both of their hands.

and usually addi sleeps until 7 (lately ... fingers crossed) and gwen sleeps until 8 (toes crossed...) not this time. 6 am, both of them, tired, fussy and awake.

so now gwen sleeps in her brown and white cage, i mean crib, in her own little space of a bedroom. and we lowered the crib down all the way.

yah, my arms aren't even long enough to lay her down in it HAHA!!

so basically, life is good.