This week I thought I’d do a little ‘day in the life’ post for The Stroller Diaries. Right now, Chicken is 14 months and Chickadee is 13. Chicken is walking but still prefers crawling. Chickadee can walk with assistance and is still working on her balance before she takes her first step. They are both super duper moody lately, hate sharing with each other, and eat all the food all the time.
I decided to take a picture each hour yesterday so here we go!
Also, I am too tired to even think about editing these iPhone pics, whoops.
8 AM This little lady and I wait for Chicken to arrive. She’s very into climbing on the couch and throwing the coasters off the side table, it’s fun……
9AM The cleaners arrived and we scooted out of the door quickly. The park it is! Lots of swinging and sliding and most importantly mulch eating.
10AM We got a little lost on our way to Target and as a reward once we finally figured out how to get there I stopped at a bakery for doughnuts. The lady at the counter said You’re taking this to go, right? Even though the shop was empty sooooooo outside to the picnic table we went. Then a stranger asked if I was seriously giving a baby a cupcake and no sir, it was a doughnut. And they each had two bites, chill. But thanks so much for your unsolicited advice!
11AM We are home, our pants are off, and we are relaxing. And by relaxing I mean destroying all the rooms. Good work, nuggets.
12PM After an early lunch Chickadee went down for naps and Chicken and I cuddled up so I could help him fall asleep.
1PM I very carefully moved Chicken to the pack n’ play and ran downstairs to eat half my lunch. He always, always, always wakes up at the 45 minute mark of his nap and when we are at Chickadee’s house he cannot get himself back to sleep. So I knew I didn’t have much time before he would need more cuddles.
2PM Back with this wonderful boy, we both slept for another hour and a half and there was a thunderstorm outside so it’s kind of perfect.
3PM We are awake! A little earlier than I’d like, but it’ll do. This precious moment lasted for seriously, a moment, before my babes started fighting over that animatronic dog. Sharing is not our strong suit right now.
4PM Madness is ensuing and I literally tossed them in the stroller as quickly as possible and hit the pavement because I could not handle hearing the screams over sharing anymore.
5PM Still walking, can’t stop walking or the screams return. They look all laid back and chill with their cute jeans and their adorable piggies kicked up. But really, they are grunting and screaming. It was a long, long, afternoon.
7PM I’m showered and home and exhausted. And then I ate bacon and went to bed.
Whew. Three days to go.