Oh, the neglect this blog is forced to endure. I am amazed that it is able to maintain a positive outlook.
After some adjustment to the natural order of things with two children (primarily by the daddy), our house has settled into a regular, if hectic, routine. Annabelle has been nominated as best baby in the entire world by settling into a regular full-night sleeping schedule back in January. She goes down at 7 or 8 at night, and sleeps until 5 or 6 each morning. Not only that, but she's the smiling-est little girl you'll come across. She spends her days sleeping, then smiling, then having a look around, and then smiling some more. I should have the picture page updated in a few days, and there will be several smiles on display.
Oh, but there's a dark side. When that girl does not get what she wants, when she wants it, she has a voice that could shatter glass. Fortunately, we've managed to appease her before the glass-breaking stage so far, but it's been close. I remember back when Jack was a few months old, and that I thought his little crying was so cute. Anna has never had a "cute" cry. She could audition to be an Amish air-raid siren.
Jack turned into a little boy one day a couple weeks ago. One night, I put my baby to bed, and the next morning a little boy woke up. He is obsessed with Monsters, Inc. and Barney, and sings along to songs from his music class. He seems to know exactly what I'm saying all the time (although he's clever enough to pretend he doesn't hear much of it, especially when it starts with "Stop that" or "No"). His 2nd birthday party is tomorrow, and the theme is "March Madness." All of the food is going to be his favorites - taco dip, pickles, juice, the works. We're going to make homemade ice cream and have fun building sundaes, too. Sure sounds like some March Madness to me.