Poor traumatised baby girl

The weirdest thing just happened. I think that the Tman and I have both realised just how alert the girls have become to the things that are going on around them, and just how much Thing1 love love loves her baby born doll.

The four of us we're sitting on the floor in the girls bedroom playing and getting them into their pj's. T1 kept crawling away and wriggling so I told Tman to give her her baby to hold. Now, she loves her baby. She won't sleep without it. When she gets up from a nap or just up in the morning her doll must not be left behind. She kisses it (licks morelike) on the head and actually rocks it in her arms. And when she's crying she wants Mummy or Daddy AND dolly.

So Tman tries to get the doll from her bed but doesn't want to get up off the floor so he tries to pull it through the slats at the end of the crib. He gets the body through but the head gets stuck.So he starts pulling on the dolls body really hard and its head it hitting against the crib fairly violently. He's such a lazybum.

All of the sudden their is the most horrific bloodcurdling scream. Thing1 is pointing to what her Daddy is doing with one hand against her head screaming and shaking. T looks at her and while still pulling on the doll says "oh my goodness, whats wrong with her, whats wrong?" to which my response is "stop hurting the doll!" He quickly clicks and stands up and gives Thing1 her doll. She immediatly stops screaming and starts cuddling her doll and sobbing. Poor girl.

It was such a strong reaction as if she was watching someone hurt her sister not just a doll. The boy and I later concluded that her attachment to her dolly is quite possibly not only on the same level as her attachment to her sister but stonger.

Quick whingy post

I am a little in shock atm. I told the T-man to take the night off so he could go watch the new Star trek movie. He has been talking about it for months. I just couldn't think of a way of us both going together that didn't involve him having to wait for a couple weeks so he went with his friends.

In the (less than) two hours that he has been gone Jess has puked everywhere, twice. Alex has had yet another semi-bad accident trying to climb over something. And finally, on a cold wet night when all but 2 of the girls diapers are sopping wet on the line outside, Alex pees all over me and her nice dry bedtime diaper.

Its amazing. The girl gets height and distance. I always thought only boys could do that.

So I had a screaming half naked baby and her sister crawling around the house, after me, trying to grab my legs as I tried desperatly to find something dry to put on naked girls butt. They were so distraught that they just kept clinging on and looking up at me like I was doing this just for kicks or something. Then I closed a door on them and went outside in the hope that something out there was even a bit dry, but that was fail.

Eventually poor Alex got put to bed in the diaper she peed on. Luckily it had a booster (an insert that soaks up excess pee) in it for overnight so I just replaced that and hopefully she will be able to sleep with kindof damp legs.

I feel really mean right now cos I can hear that she is still awake and I really hope she isn't too uncomfortable. If the boy were here I could of sent him out to buy disposables but such is my brilliant timing.

I don't quite know how to describe to you just how upset the girls got tonight or how rubbish I feel for how I delt (or didn't deal) with it so I'm just gonna run away and drink coffee and hide.

Good day

Today has been a pretty good day, I have to admit. Sadly a good day to me usually consists of some unscheduled drama taking place that takes up all my free time and makes the day go by really quickly and makes the weekend just that little bit closer.

Today after the girls had finished their lunch I gave them each a strawberry fruit stick to chew on, something I bought thinking it would be a great snack to take with us when we are out of the house and they are getting bored....but now I know better. You would not believe the mess. We're talking sticky, gooey (which quickly turn crunchy) strawberry goodness from head to toe.
Somehow Alex even managed to get hers into the back of her hair.

Obviously this was an emergency bath kinda situation.
One thing that I still havent figured out how to do with the girls is wash their hair when they're both in the bath together, so we had to settle for a wipe down with the flannel instead. It probably only diluted the stickyness but its better then nothing.
As soon as they were done in the bath I threw a diaper on Alex and let her crawl away and lay Jess down to do hers. But they ganged up on me. Jess rolled over to grab something and in that second Alex reached over and took off with the diaper which Jess had been lying on. Secretly I thought that was hilarious and was a little proud of my mischievous little monsters.

Finally after the last nap time of the day the girls invented a kind of copying game that managed to amuse them until their dad got home. They found the trays from the high chairs (which I had discarded on the hallway floor while I tried to get them in the bath earlier) and climbed onto one each, then swapped and sat on the other one. Next it was scoot your tray across the floor and when you get to the end sit on it for a sec. Then switch trays again.They did this for about an hour. So we had a fun time and now I miss them because they're in bed.