No, No, NO!

This word seems to have made it into my vocabulary A LOT lately.  I've written before about Baby M's and B's tedious relationship.  Much of my day is already consisting of "B, leave your sister alone.  She doesn't want to lie down, nor does she want to hold your hand or eat your foot, for that matter." 

Don't get me wrong.  B loves his sissy.  Loves her so much that the first thing he says when he wakes up is: "Baby?  Me wake up baby.  WAKE UP BABY!"  That last part is said with a very loud yell to which he gets into trouble for. 

B is very athletic and loves to climb.  Anything climbable is fair game for him.  Chairs, couches, beds, cribs, counters, tables, ladders, you get the idea. He just loves to climb.  This is becoming a problem for Baby M because she doesn't like it when B is on the move.  In fact, she is terrified and those big eyes just stare at me, as if begging me to save her. 

It's actually quite funny when no harm or pain is being inflicted on her.  At the moment, he has her by the arm trying to drag her across the room (while still sitting up) so he can "DANCE BABY!"  Don't worry....I've put a stop to it.

All of this to say that I'm getting really good at saying the word "no."  So good that I might just be able to finally apply it to other areas of my life.  Daddy T has his doubts!

Another "no" that popped into my vocabulary yesterday was "My baby is pulling up?  No!"  Where has my little baby gone.  She is now 7 months old and is so much fun.  She will definitely be one tough little girl.  She is so content and can sit in one spot for 30 minutes or longer without complaining.  Amazing!  She is content just staring at me.  She's still my cuddle bug, though.  She is always smiling.  Her and Daddy T don't have the best of relationships just yet, which is fine because B is Daddy's little boy at the moment.  She is trying her hardest to crawl.  If she could just figure out what to do with her legs, then I'd be in trouble.  I think she'll skip crawling and commence to walking so she can get away from B faster!   She started pulling up in the bathtub yesterday.  I was so sad!  I told Daddy T that a part of me wanted to push her down because I didn't want her to learn that yet!  (I'm totally just joking, so please no mean emails about being mean to my children!)  I'm just saying that she's growing up too fast and I'm not ready for her to start walking and well, growing more independent just yet.

Well...gotta go.  B just "hugged" Baby M and now she's sprawled in the floor crying.  A mother's job is never done.  Never.