Hard Nights, Sweet Days

We've had some rough nights lately. Victor is still doing phenomenally with potty-training. And that's causing a bit of trouble, since he can call for potty breaks for a half hour or more straight after getting into bed. Then he was also getting up 3-4 times during the night... and sometimes not going right back to sleep. (He wears a pull-up but has never gone in it.) 

Kinda seems like he's potty-trained a bit earlier than he's really ready for, since he got pretty rattled when we tried taking the side off his crib. (If anybody has terrific suggestions, please share.)

Josiah also was having some interrupted sleep, because he's strong enough now that he won't stay swaddled all night, even with the Miracle Blanket. So I was having to check him regularly (lest the bundling get stuck up around his head).

We're getting things smoothed out a bit--Josiah is now in a sleep sack (mercifully, a very peaceful transition), and Victor only got up once before sleep and once during the night last night (plus once at 5:30am). But it was a pretty sleep-depriving stretch the past few weeks.

At the same time, these have been very sweet days.

Even at 12am ... 2am ... 3am ... and 5am ... that's a pretty sweet sight.

And this one too

Setting up house, complete with small chair, rug, and magazines.

The new way to cruise

Victor read enough minutes to get a free book at Half-Price Books. 

It was so great to watch him give the man his card and pick out his own book. 

We are so thankful for these two little guys. They might exhaust, perplex, nettle, and confuse at times, but they also delight us, sweeten our days, give great joy to our hearts,  and give us a little taste of the kind of love God says He has for us.