In the meantime, Little A has only been 2 for a few days and she's already fast-tracked her life...by climbing out of her crib yesterday during naptime. I heard a "thud" and then cries and ran upstairs to find her on her floor dazed and confused by her own prowess. I turned her crib around so the higher side is now on the outside and took off the bumper that she used for leverage. But that's just a quick fix until we can get our acts together and transform her crib into a bed. I'm not quite ready for this, but I guess I have no choice.
She also didn't nap again today and I'm really scared this means the end of her nap for good. This one I am *really* not ready for, so I'm praying that once we get the bed situation settled, she'll nap again. Big A napped until she was 3 and a few months, so this would be super early to give up the nap.
I was telling J's mom about Little A's antics and she laughed and told me that J used to climb out of his crib too. That's when it dawned on me...I'm raising J. Well, actually 2 J's. That's a scary thought.
Then another scary thought dawned on me...I'm also raising myself in the form of Big A. Oh my lord, there has never been a moodier 4 year old on earth. Today she literally told me off when she discovered I had thrown away some stickers. You would have thought I had killed Elmo or something by her reaction. After getting told off by my 4 year old and trying not to laugh, she took the brattiness to a new level by telling me she didn't like me and I was mean. I sent her to her room and then Little A came up to me and said "Abby doesn't like you?"
I am so doomed.
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