Did you miss me, friends? Because I’ve missed you! I’m still in my perpetual state of how-to-figure-out-this-time-management thing, but things have also been very busy at the Cookies For Breakfast household.
We traveled to the beach house for the week between Christmas and New Year’s and had our first Christmas at the beach house (previously they all were at my childhood home):
One more picture to showcase Benny’s adorable Christmas outfit (and exhausted, mid-meltdown mood, late Christmas evening):
Don’t get excited, that’s not a tiny baby bump. Unless you count a food baby as a baby bump…
Lots of new toys (too many, according to Derek… that’s a YBike Pewi & Bilibo below):
Benjamin also started “talking” a lot more, after months of me being worried about his verbal development. I know, I know, kids develop on their own time, but I was early with talking, reading, and all that great verbal stuff, so my expectations are slightly unreasonably high. Since he started walking so early, our pediatrician said not to expect talking so soon, since kids tend to either focus on motor skills or verbal skills, but not both at the same time. Anyway, Benjamin has gone from zero words to saying something that sounds remarkably like, “What’s that?” Perhaps he’s a genius afterall. Look at this – he even learned to read:
I kid, I kid…
He also started dancing to music – hopefully I can get a cute video of that for you soon.
One of the highlights of our little vacation at the beach house is that BENJAMIN SLEPT IN HIS CRIB FOR ALMOST AN ENTIRE NIGHT! After a month of working on it, and a year of never ever sleeping through the night (typically 2-3 hours max), it finally happened. He slept from 8:30pm – 3:30am, then 3:30am – 7:15am. The next night? 8:30 pm – 6:15am. HALLELUJAH, A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE! Look how cute he looks in his brand new crib at the beach house (thank you, Mimi & Poppy):
Aaannnnnd we SOLD THE HOUSE! This is definitely bittersweet, since we kind of got hosed on the price, but after the many months it’s been on the market, we decided that we weren’t going to do any better, and this was better than sending money down the toilet every additional month that we live here. I’m far more emotional than I expected (Hi, Heather, have you met yourself before?) – even though I’m really superexcited for our new house, I’m really sad to leave this one behind. When we lived here, we got married, got Cooper, and had Benjamin. Big things, kids, big things.
So as of the end of February, get yourselves ready for a bumpy ride because this family is splitting and moving BACK HOME with our parents. Yep. Derek’s going with his family, and I’m going with mine. He’ll be able to keep working, since his family is close to his work, and Ben and I will be letting our freak flags fly with my parents (because I can only be my strange self and walk around braless at night with my own family!).
How were your holidays?