It’s been kind of quiet around here lately because we’re in the middle of a move to a place that is closer to our daycare and slightly closer to my work. It’s a two bedroom apartment, and our plan is to have the boys share a room. Part of that plan was to move Beau into a “big boy bed” so Maverick could have his crib.
And I need to brag for a minute.
There were a lot of changes going on, and we were nervous about the transition for Beau. I let Beau pick out a special blanket and a new night light to make the occasion feel special. Then we tucked him in a hoped for the best.
All of the worry was totally unnecessary. First night, Beau laid down, went to sleep. Done. Next night, he rolled around for a bit, but he never left the bed and fell asleep eventually. He’s even napping in his full bed. He’s basically amazing when it comes to sleep.
Now onto Maverick…
“I think Beau has your lazy eye.”
File under: things no one wants to hear.
Maverick farts
Beau looks around, puts his hand to his ear, and says:
“What was that? Hear it? Sounds like a bee in Maverick’s diaper.”
Beau farts
He looks around and says:
“Beau’s bottom grumbled.”
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Beau is old enough to have two school photos.
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I’ve had people tell me they look just alike.
I’ve had people tell me they look nothing alike.
I’ve had people tell me Beau looks like me.
I’ve had people tell me Maverick looks like me.
People are crazy.
Nothing ruins a cute picture quite as quickly as a dog hair in your kid’s mouth.