Now I need a real weekend

It's been nice to not go to work, but man alive, Carmen and I need a real vacation, I think.

Our jobs have both been very demanding recently and Jayden is going through whatever it is he's going through, besides just the transition to his toddler bed.  He won't sleep at all, ever.

Friday night was good, I got him to sleep pretty quickly, and painlessly, as I reported.  We had been at my work party that afternoon, so I think I tired him out pretty well.  He had fun, I think, at the party, even his meal consisted of tortilla chips, ice cream and a bite of brownie.

In my co-worker's back yard, playing with a ball.

Heading towards the stairs, which he knew was not allowed, with the ball...

Carmen got home late Friday night and it was off to swimming as usual yesterday.  We're trying to see if he'll nap downstairs in a pack n play, since he already hates napping and I know there's no way he'll nap in the toddler bed.  And I'd really like it if he'd nap someplace other than the car or the stroller.  Yesterday it worked eventually.  Today (right now), it's not going as well.

Last night was a disaster.  He finally fell asleep around 9:00 pm, after screaming for 1-1/2 hours, with Carmen on the floor of his room.  He woke up an hour or so later, screaming again, and wouldn't go back to sleep.  So I got myself ready for bed and laid down on the floor of his room with him in his bed.  He decided he couldn't sleep in his bed, so he moved to the floor and finally passed out on the floor next to me.  I slept there until about 3:30 am, when I moved him back to his bed and I went to mine.  This morning he was awake again around 6:45 am.  Hence his temper tantrum now that it's naptime.

The positives:
We are FINALLY able to enjoy our backyard, and it is wonderful.

Playing with the basketball and the truck!

An "action" shot of Jayden falling to the ground! (he was fine - this is a regular occurrence and his shorts are long enough to cover his knees)

We came back inside for lunch and Jayden sat on his stool and said "Mama.  Lap."  And patted his lap.  So I went and sat on his lap.  Hilarious.

And now we'll spend the afternoon running errands and trying to control the two year old.  Happy Sunday everyone!