Tag Archives: preschooler

Nights 5 and 6

All good! All GOOD!  She is sleeping in her room like a big girl. We even got her to start dressing herself for bed and for the morning.  Last night both her top and bottom of her PJs were backwards. … Continue reading

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Closer to Getting the Blue Mermaid

The 4th night was a success as well.  This is the 3rd night that O has slept in her room by herself. She did try to come into the bed, but I blame DH more for that one. He fell … Continue reading

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Night 3

I think I have to become a bit more creative with the titles for these posts. But it’s Monday morning, so please forgive. So here we are Night three, and the second night that O slept in her room. By … Continue reading

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O’s Future Career

Mid-East Peace Negotiator. Evidence?  Conversation I had with her yesterday: O: Mommy, can I have a pink TV in my room? Me: No. O: But if I listen, can I have pink TV in my room? Me: No. O: No, … Continue reading

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The Bear Ate My Cookies

It all started with this story DH told O about bears coming into our house and eating chips while we are at school/ work.  At night DH has a little bag of chips, but he usually forgets to throw out … Continue reading

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I’m Sorry, Mommy!

Life with a preschooler is easy and hard.  It’s easy because she tells you what she wants, when she wants it. And never fear, she lets you know it.  It’s hard because she tells you what she wants when she … Continue reading

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