I don't know how we arrived at the intersection of longest and bedtime routine, but here we are. On a good night it's 45 minutes, but almost always goes past an hour. Stories, books, routines, bedtime skits, and just added: massages with powder treatments. We've been working to scale it back by eliminating one activity every couple of days, with the goal being a book and a story - that's it. Here are some pics of a powder treatment gone wrong, as well as quotes from last night.
Olivia: "Mom, a crush is when you see a handsome boy and they become your boyfriend."
Then, after wiggling around in bed:
"why do wedgies always come to me? Maybe they think I'm a party house or something."
Note: It's obvious that this is all in relation to a certain 19 lb tub o' love slumbering next door, hence why we've made these concessions - but now, we're ready to shave it down.
Leo feels he needs to be manly, and refuse the affections of his older sister. But the second she leaves his side, he squirms and squawks for her attention.
Olivia got a legit ribbon twirler from Auntie KR for Christmas.
It's as if she has done this in a prior life. You know, when she was Angela in the bird sanctuary. Now that I think about it, this is all starting to fit together.
What can I say? The dude likes to eat. Except now, we've added solids: carrots, peas, green beans, bananas, sweet potatoes, and just tonight: avocados!