The time change really isn't funny anymore.

Maybe it was the time change combined with the full moon combined with who knows what.  

We're still waking up between 5:30 and 5:45 am.  Not cool.  I've gone running (up and down the hill with the stroller) at 5:45 am.  I've spent partial nights on the floor outside Jayden's room.  I've spent entire nights on that floor.  Jayden also ended up with a rough stomachache all weekend, which resulted in a number of accidents and numerous trips to the bathroom.

We had some good moments.  For instance, the naked piggy back/choo-choo train ride to the bathtub.

And we were smoothie making and drinking fools (a picture taken to cheer up Auntie after a bad dream - Ellen, seriously, time change, full moon, something is causing craziness!).

And swimming lessons Saturday was filled with giggles and shrieks.  And a little bit of swimming.

We had a birthday party to go to Saturday afternoon.  Jayden didn't sleep nearly as long as he should have Saturday afternoon, which was concerning, but we figured he'd rally for the party.  And he did, for a bit.  But then his stomachache really hit him hard, as did his exhaustion.  We arrived around 4:30 and by 6 or 6:15 I'd run to the bathroom with him probably three or four times, with no results.  And the last time he basically fell asleep on the toilet.  Mickey even showed up, but that still did nothing for him.  As soon as the cake was cut and I'd scarfed down more than my share, we got him in the car and got him home and to bed as fast as we could.

He literally went up the stairs and down the slide probably 25 times.  Maybe more.  He is obsessed with slides.

He wouldn't jump on, of course - just ran around in circles holding on to the swing.

Playing with the giant bouncy balls.  He found a kid he wanted to be friends with and basically followed him everywhere he went.  I don't know that the other kid shared his feelings, but he tolerated it for a while.  I have a feeling the other kid is a little older than Jayden.

Mickey!  Not the official Disney Mickey, but pretty darn close.  Apparently the birthday boy is obsessed with Mickey, so everything was Mickey themed.  The goodie bags were red with white dots.
The other funny part about the party is Jayden never even interacted with the birthday boy.  We don't really know the kid - the father is Carmen's co-worker.  But the last time we saw the mom and the kid was in Hawaii last January.  A lot has changed since then.  It was a fun party, though; we just felt bad for Jayden since he was feeling so bad.

Sunday was soccer as normal, and that was pretty much it.  He had a couple of accidents in the bathroom at soccer, which was not so much fun for me.  And the poor kid at one point ran crying to the bathroom with all the other parents looking on with concern.  Yup, that's our kid.  There's not much we can do, except encourage him.  We've tried pretty much everything else, with not much success.

Carmen left this morning for a two day trip; he'll be back late tomorrow night.  I have tomorrow off in honor of Veterans Day, so Jayden and I will go to a swimming class and then to a fair for my work (I sold Jayden on it by telling him there'd be music and free hot dogs - gets 'em every time!).  Then we'll spend the afternoon at home, hopefully with some napping and some good outside playing.

Tonight we had a good night; Jayden was in much better spirits and only dragged his feet for about 20 minutes at bedtime.  He doesn't do it as much to Carmen, but when it's my turn to put him to bed he comes up with all kinds of reasons why he needs to go potty, why I need to sing him a song, why we need to rock some more, etc.  I finally have to cut him off, and sometimes harshly so he doesn't throw a fit.  It's tough.  But he's getting old enough that he just knows how to get a little more out of me.

Hey!  There's so many of me!
He loves looking at himself in the mirror.  When we're changing into his pajamas at bedtime he'll stare at himself in the full-length mirror in his room sometimes.  It's so cute.

Juju told me today Jayden has been resisting drinking his milk.  She asked him if he wanted to grow up to be big like Daddy, and if so, he needed to drink his milk.  He said "no, I wanna be big like mommy!" and he's been drinking his milk ever since.  I've explained to him he's pretty much guaranteed to be taller than me, but he gets such a kick out of it.  It's very cute.

He also understands his daddy being gone more than he used to.  Tonight when we talked to Carmen briefly Jayden kept asking "are you on your way Daddy?" - in between "showing" him the pinwheel and top he was playing with.  I have to give Carmen a play-by-play so he can understand what Jayden is "showing" him at any particular time.  One day he'll understand the difference between FaceTime/Skype and regular phone calls.  But I think it's more likely that phone calls will become video calls so that Jayden doesn't have to adjust.  :)