In other news, I've been back to nannying full-time with three great little boys. The oldest is four, and he's a smartie. He hasn't started preschool yet and is doing a Kindergarten workbook. He's learning long and short vowels. At four!
|The artist and his creation.|
The middle brother is three now, and he's finally making headway with his potty-training. When the baby was born he decided to quit using the toilet. Normal acting out, but annoying. And messy. And stinky. Anyway, he's back to it now, thanks to his parents' encouragement and his reward of a hero costume if he could go at least a week without messes.
|The astronaut and his DIY rocket pack.|
The baby is a sweetie, and he loves his mama. We're getting pretty used to each other. He knows what it means when I'm there, and I know what he needs (ususally) when he cries. Our only issue is bottle feeding. He's used to breast feeding, which is great, except when his mom is working. She can't exactly take a break every two hours. Although we do go visit every day during her lunch break (which all three boys love) he still has to go four or five hours between feedings during the work days. This makes him cranky, and whenever I offer a bottle he either cries or uses it as a pacifier to fall asleep. On a good day I've gotten him to drink an ounce and a half. The average is less than half an ounce.
|The sweet sleeper and his paci.|