Hey ya'll...once again I hit a little blog plateau. When your life consists on wake up - go to work - eat dinner - play with the kids - go to bed - hit repeat, it seems kinda dull to document every little thing. Please, don't think I'm complaining because I'm not. We're in a nice, predictable routine, and it's wonderful...just not always blog worthy.
Anyway, I just wanted to jot down some stuff in this memory book of mine. Saturday Eric's parents came to see Eli play ball. We randomly decided to go back down to Marion for the night, and it was a wonderful visit. Something was in bloom which means that Eric and I both have had serious allergy issues this week and sound like we've got "The Black Lung." I'm hoping that with summer finally upon us we can kiss all this sickness goodbye.
Sadly, Ellie has taken a step in the other direction. She was finally sleeping through the night, but has apparently decided that it's not for her. She was up for four hours Monday night. Last night I did everything I could think of and even brought her to our bed which is a HUGE no-no in the Watson home. When nothing worked, I made her cry. All the screaming, throwing, head banging and bed shaking lasted all of two minutes. We'll see, but I'm hopeful she got the message. Ya'll baby girls are drama queens rolled into a cute package.
We have a make-up t-ball game tonight and another one tomorrow then it's time to gear up for Memorial Day...the unofficial start of summer. I am so ready for swimming, bbq, sand, and sun!