No Gymsters Today

Well, E's nap yesterday was interesting (I'm not currently having issues getting him down anymore, by the way--whew!). He napped for a "normal" hour and a half or so and woke up calling for me and stuff. I didn't go in right away, waited maybe a few minutes and then I realized he had fallen back asleep! Hmmmm...I keep complaining that the child isn't getting enough sleep and maybe it's my fault for not letting him? We'll see how it goes today as I'm fully aware that could've been a mere fluke. Still...it was nice that he ended up with a 2+ hour nap. Since we've been home we've done a 7:45 bedtime again. It's working fine and I think he does better with that extra 15-30 minutes of sleep.

Once he woke up we did our craft:


Cuddled with a scarecrow decoration:

And tried to share the new chair with Blitz:


We had a lazy afternoon around the house until Daddy got home and the rowdy fun really begins. No wonder he's able to do a 7:45 bedtime with all the crazy activity they pack in their short time together. What fun! His foot boot isn't getting in the way at all (thank goodness!).

After E hit the sack Jason and I settled in for the two hour Bachelor premiere! I really love the Bachelor shows ever since someone (*cough*cough*Jason*cough*) got me into them. :) Last night's was a bit of a yawn but you know we'll keep tuning in till we're hooked. We're also trying Survivor this season for another dose of "reality".

Well, since I was so chatty yesterday I'll just finish with this one last story of another Easton "bonk": He loves to play on our bed and really really loves to mess with the clock, chapstick, glasses, baby monitor on the nightstands. Yesterday he tried (I think) climbing in between the bars of the bed (while standing on the edge of the mattress) to better reach the stuff on the nightstand and ended up Baby Jessica style wedged between the bed, wall, and nightstand--only he was upside down! I rushed to save him since there is no possible was he could've gotten himself out. He was doing a terrified cry. I ended up having to lower him back down slightly into the hole because he somehow had one leg on either side of the bed's poles. As soon as he was upright he stopped crying and we even laughed about it. He's got a tiny bonk on the bridge of his nose and one in his hair. How silly. I noticed he stayed away from that area as we were playing today. Here's the side view of Easton's "well":

And here's the bird's-eye view:


Perhaps I really do let him have too much freedom in learning about the world and his envriornment? Who knows? He's just such a daredevil and the boot he's wearing doesn't allow him to grip with his toes so he's off balance slightly more often. Okay, well, that's it from me.