Deprived

Sleep-deprived, that is.

We are feeling it around here. This last week has brought many sleepless nights for Bryce and I (if you consider 4 or 5 hours of broken up sleep sleepless). Our boys, for whatever reason, cannot get in sync with each other. If one of them is sleeping, the other seems to be awake. If one of them is sleeping cozily in their own bed, the other one is sleeping cozily in ours. And a couple of nights we've gotten really lucky and have shared our bed with both boys, come 4:00 in the morning.

On top of that, easy naptimes are a thing of the past. Trevin has fought his naptimes a few times this week and Tyson just seems to be one of those babies who hates to sleep. Lately, anyway.

Sleep-deprived. We're all dealing with it.

It's been awesome.

But anyway, might point was not to whine and moan about it. My point was to give you my excuse for not posting all these fancy posts about what's happening with us right now. I decided today, for the sake for documentation, I would just write a list of what's new...

~Tyson is 7 months old and crawling. Completely and totally crawling, as well as pulling himself to sitting.

~Solids have been a bit of a struggle with this little guy. He doesn't like cereal, at all. We've tried rice, oatmeal, and multi-grain. Nothing seems to float his boat. He does like some blended fruits and squash, but so far, green beans, peas, and carrots have been a no go. And he's got tummy troubles to boot.

~Trevin is getting tall. I looked at him yesterday and thought, "seriously, you are huge, when did that happen?" I measured him standing straight and he was 39.5 inches. Seriously.

~He's quite the singer. Trevin sang "Happy birthday to you, dad" for Bryce's birthday and he is obsessed with "The Bunny Song" on Veggie Tales. His little voice is so cute!

~He's also the greatest big brother I've ever seen. Now that Tyson is crawling, he's getting into everything yet Trevin loves to share with him. He'll hand him a toy, look at me, and say "I share." He also likes to play with Tyson, which I love.

~Bryce turned 32 last week. We had a fun birthday week for him and celebrated him getting old. I still love you, babe! ;)

~And I, friends, am going crazy. Yes, I decided that this morning at 5:15 after my 3rd trip to Trevin's room and Tyson's crying over the monitor in the background. No sleep sucks and I'm really hoping this is a phase. Really hoping.