Monday, April 22, 2013

Its been about a week since I enforced Beau's new sleeping ritual.  No more swing for naps, no more rocking for many minutes until their is a sleeping baby in my arms.  He is taking 2 naps a day-- one morning, one afternoon.  Bedtime falls between 6-7.  We go in his room, turn on his sound machine and Kimo the Turtle, rock for 5 minutes, sing some songs quietly, and I lay him down in his bed (telling him I love him and that we'll see him in the morning).

So far, so good.  He cries sometimes, but only for a little while; the most has been 20 minutes.  Then, eventually, Shep runs out of steam and falls asleep.  I trust Reamus, his trusty monkey sidekick to keep him safe from the Boogie Man.  Plus, Reamus is super flexible, soft and spent his youth as a Seal Team 6 member.

As Shep gets older, our house gets dirtier and dirtier.  I'm sort of a clean freak and this is a very difficult thing for me to grasp.  Compiled with a very sheddy dog, our digs is not spotless.  We're not quite at the  Hoarders phase, and God help us if we ever reach that point.....  The bathrooms are always clean.  Clean terlits is a must ALWAYS.

Spring hath sprung and I'm bound and determined to get back in shape.  My goal is to walk 4 days a week for about 40 minutes.  As long as the weather holds up, I think this is achievable.  Plus, Shep needs fresh air.

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