The boy has been semi sick which is frustrating. He still wants to be his normal self but he can't go to school if he's thrown up within 24 hours (it was like 22, sigh), and today it's the other end so we can't be far from a toilet. He still wants to be out and playing.

Now that you know all of his gastrointestinal issues . . .

He is an amazing little kid. Yesterday he drew a plane, with a pilot visible through the window, and cut it out. All by himself. Amazing. And his trex that he drew this weekend was spot on. His initials are legible, except that the G is mirrored.

Little girl is finally walking most of the time. It's hysterical. She dragged (drug?) me all over the Flower Show this weekend. Again, hysteria. It was family night, and a blast. Other than the fact that I, apparently, was antisocial when I moved around with stircrazy kids. You know, they're not the only ones who feel left out by conversations about random coworkers that you two know. :uh

Look at her hug her baby. Perfection.

Girly is finally walking some of the time, by choice. She sleeps in her bed. I kiss her goodnight and stick her in her crib and she lays down and sleeps. I don't know how it all happened, mostly because of the sleep deprivation, but I am thrilled. She wakes again around 7.

By the end of this week, I need to be running 1 mile in a row at once. I can do it. I'm .7 of the way there. I want to run a 5 mile race around July 6.

In the interest of accountability I present:

The girl now sleeps in her crib, straight through until sometime in the 4 am range, at which point I settle her back down until after 7. I can't wait to drop that waking. It is just so nice to be in my bed with my own pillow and blankets all to myself. It is so warm.

This week was the Building Energy conference. I've never done a professional development type of conference. It was fascinating. Between that and the accompanying trade show, I can't wait to sell our house and use all of the fun new products and tips I know.

Night 2 of sleep training was sigificantly better. Yes, I spent lots of time in the rocking chair draped in a blanket that was half as big as I needed. But the girl didn't scream, didn't throw up, and slept in her crib from 7:30 pm until 7 am. I just had to get up and sit with her twice for a total of 1.5 hours. Which sounds worse than it is. She's even learning to resettle herself. Woohoo. Yawn.

I feel like I am going to keel over of exhaustion at any moment. We've begun hard core sleep training, the primary goal being sleeping in crib. So last night I was up until 3:30, with the husband out of bed, and some time around 4, she was back in my bed. Then I went to yoga which made my body feel great and my mind feel like I shouldn't operate heavy machinery.

I feel like I just need to suffer for a few days. I need to enforce the "no kids in our bed until it's light out" rule hard core. Bleh.

I need more coffee. Stat.

She also has an ear infection again. I want her healthy. I'm lucky that the ENT didn't force us to get tubes. I'd have done it but I'd rather not. I just worry that no milk and ear infection isn't the best time to be sleep training, but mostly I see that as the excuse it is.

Well it took a year of biweekly watching, but tonight the boy found out that Bambi's mom dies. Many tears. All of us.

He wants to "get those bad guys".