Bed Wars 2009!

Tom and I won the first battle of what I am now calling "Bed Wars 2009." Trevor was really excited about his new bed. He even helped Tom put it together (well, technically Trevor used his play hammer, wrench and screwdriver, but he thought he was helping).

Tom got the mattress home just before the storms hit last night. The storms -- that should have been my first clue as to what nightmares lie ahead. We ate dinner together and I started bath time, while Tom finished up the assembly of the bed rail. Trevor was wound up! He had to be removed from the tub for purposely splashing water all over the floor. Then he was so excited about his bed he couldn't make it through story time. Already frustrated, we told him goodnight, turned on his music and left the room.

I didn't even make it all the way down the hallway before he was out of bed and running giggling toward me. I took his hand and led him back into his room into bed and said, "It's bedtime pumpkin." Then down the hall I went... and so did he, over and over.

At first he thought it was funny. Tom and I remained calm and continued to take him back to his bed without a word. Then things really started to get ugly. He started throwing toys at us. No big deal. He's done that before. Then he found my camera that I had forgotten in his room and threw it straight up into the air. Regrettably, he got a spanking for that.

But, he wasn't done yet. He continued to throw everything that wasn't nailed down. So, we took everything that wasn't nailed down out of his room. The battle continued for nearly two hours, but sometime between 10:15 p.m. and 10:30 p.m. he finally went to sleep and stayed that way until about 6:30 this morning.

Tom and I won the first battle and are preparing for round two. Today I made a Stay In Bed Reward Chart. Maybe it will help. Wish us luck!

Today's the day!

Well, it is official. My sweet little pumpkin face (yes, I really call him that) is getting his new big boy bed today. Tom is on his way to pick it up now and if all goes well, Trevor will be sound asleep in it all night tonight. I'll post pictures later. Now start praying people! I don't want to stay up all night putting an almost three-year-old back in his bed!

Basking in the glory

Well, Tom and I had our first date of 2009 last night. It was wonderful and much needed. We dropped Trevor off at church and went to Bonefish Grill for dinner. I ate way too much! I'm amazed at how strange it feels sometimes to be out without Trevor. And, I'm sorry to say that for a while we just stared at each other because we had no idea what to talk about! I guess that's how it is after you have kids. It seems like the only thing we talk about any more is Trevor (not that I mind talking about my sweet little pumpkin face, but Tom and I need to find our groove again I think).

Today I helped out at the ministry fair at church and then watched Trevor throw a huge tantrum when I came to pick him up from the nursery. He didn't want to leave and decided that the best way to handle that was to destroy the train set he didn't want to stop playing with. Almost three-year-old logic isn't quite straight line thinking.

After our nap, I went for a jog (only made it for 1.1 miles because of the stupid bradford pear trees in every yard from here to Texas). Then we all went for a walk together and we let our dog Molly pull Trevor on his tricycle. Trevor just squealed and laughed the entire way. Molly didn't think it was quite so funny.

Here's hoping for a fantastic week ahead!

I've finally given in...

I've resisted the blog thing for a long time mostly because I'm very private and I usually only write for myself. I'm not sure what you will find when you read this, but there will probably be a lot of talk about my rambunctious son Trevor. He's almost three and has literally taken over our house. There will also no doubt be a significant amount of space dedicated to my fantastic husband and maybe some about freelance writing.

Remember that three-year-old I mentioned a bit ago? Well, he's crying about something, so I'm stopping for now.