It was so hard to leave the house this morning. Usually everybody is still asleep when I leave at 6:30am. This morning though Annika woke up at 5:30am. She needed to go potty. I convinced her to get back in bed. I'm not sure how I accomplished that. The sun was up already and Annika thinks that when the sun is up, it's time to get up. But she got back in bed and I so did I. Twenty minutes later though, when I needed to get up I hear Annika going back to the bathroom. After she was done, she snuggled with Daddy in bed while I got ready to leave. As I was saying good-bye though (and bringing Daddy a bottle of milk for when James woke up), Annika got so upset. She didn't want me to go to work, pleading with me to stay home through her sobs. My heart broke and I tried really hard to not start crying too. I explained to her that some days Mommy goes to work and some days I stay home to play with her and that today was a work day. Nothing worked until I finally bribed her with a movie. She laid back down and snuggled with Daddy and I turned on Peter Pan and left. So, that was one sucky morning!

Last night Annika was so cute. After work I sat down to feed James. Annika went upstairs with Daddy while he got ready to go to work. When they came back downstairs Annika was wearing her pink tutu. It was her Halloween costume a year and a half ago and it still just barely fits. She had so much fun though twirling and spinning in it. And she let me take some really cute pictures. (Speaking of picutres, I know it's been a long time since I uploaded any. I'm hoping to get to that early next week.) A while later she went upstairs by herself. And it was mighty quiet upstairs. That's rarely a good thing when it comes to toddlers, you know? So I went upstairs investigating and found her in her room. She had taken the tutu off and was trying to put one of her swimsuits on. I have a little grass skirt that matches one of her swimsuits (she has 2) and she wanted that on too. And that's what she wore the rest of the evening until bath time.

James has mastered rolling from his back to his stomach, rolling to his left. You put him down and before you know it, he's on his stomach. He's usually okay there for a few minutes before he wants to be rolled back over again. We have to be very careful where we put him down now as Kris learned the hard way yesterday. He set James down on the bed (you see where this is going, right?) to chase after Annika. Kris was only three feet away and watched as James rolled right off the bed. Kris said he was fine, after he got James calmed down. Too scary! My poor baby! I don't think Kris will do that again anytime soon! Kris said James took a long nap yesterday afternoon, to the point that Kris actually went in to check on him a couple times. I would have too. I would have been scared of a concussion. Kris didn't think James was injured at all though.

On a lighter note, James has started sucking his right thumb and index finger. He sucks them together most of the time too. We still give him his pacifier at nap and bed time since he likes to be swaddled still but I'm thinking that he may not be as in love with his pacifier as Annika is. James may prefer to suck his fingers instead.

We have a busy weekend planned. Tomorrow is party prep day and a wedding. Sunday is James' baptism and party and then Sunday night is Kris' birthday party. I hope it's good weather on Sunday, at least no rain. We have a new fire pit for the patio and all the fixings for s'mores. Yummy! Monday I'm hoping to have nothing planned. I want to just spend the day with my little family. I'll need a chance to relax and maybe take a nap before getting back to work on Tuesday.