Two Sons
Raising two sons with six years between them kept me occupied. TK was born in the summer, so JT was out of school and home every day. He should have been old enough to help, at least by doing things for himself. But right from the beginning, I had to keep an eye on big brother, as well as the baby. JT just couldn't resist teasing his baby brother.
Not just the usual poking and tickling. He was always finding new ways to amuse himself. Like one hot day when I was doing laundry in the basement. JT was drinking kool aid and TK was dozing in his carrier seat. I thought if I put the baby on the floor and asked JT to call me if he woke up, it would be safe to slip downstairs quickly. I'd left the door open and I was able to hear JT when he started to giggle. I just knew it was time to sneak upstairs and check things out. Yup, there was JT with an ice cube from his kool aid, making the baby gasp and jerk by placing the cold ice on exposed baby skin. That boy found more ways to tease than I could ever imagine. JT kept me on my toes all day and the baby kept me awake all night.
Even after we got past the new born stage, TK turned out to be as light a sleeper and as short a sleeper as I'd always been. At first I'd put my new born in our bedroom. But, we were keeping each other awake with every movement. So I moved him into the dining room where he had to stay till his Father finished the bedroom that was his. Which took longer than expected. TK was pulling himself up in his crib before the room was finished. That was when he discovered the light switch on the wall over his crib. The one that turned on the outside pole light in the yard. He would wake up in the night and play with the switch, watching the yard light go on and off through the dining rooms bay window. That light also shown through my bedroom window, and when it started going on and off, I would get up too and go play with him till he got drowsy again. It was our own alone time while everyone else slept. He wasn't fussy or hungry, just awake. Like me.
Not just the usual poking and tickling. He was always finding new ways to amuse himself. Like one hot day when I was doing laundry in the basement. JT was drinking kool aid and TK was dozing in his carrier seat. I thought if I put the baby on the floor and asked JT to call me if he woke up, it would be safe to slip downstairs quickly. I'd left the door open and I was able to hear JT when he started to giggle. I just knew it was time to sneak upstairs and check things out. Yup, there was JT with an ice cube from his kool aid, making the baby gasp and jerk by placing the cold ice on exposed baby skin. That boy found more ways to tease than I could ever imagine. JT kept me on my toes all day and the baby kept me awake all night.
Even after we got past the new born stage, TK turned out to be as light a sleeper and as short a sleeper as I'd always been. At first I'd put my new born in our bedroom. But, we were keeping each other awake with every movement. So I moved him into the dining room where he had to stay till his Father finished the bedroom that was his. Which took longer than expected. TK was pulling himself up in his crib before the room was finished. That was when he discovered the light switch on the wall over his crib. The one that turned on the outside pole light in the yard. He would wake up in the night and play with the switch, watching the yard light go on and off through the dining rooms bay window. That light also shown through my bedroom window, and when it started going on and off, I would get up too and go play with him till he got drowsy again. It was our own alone time while everyone else slept. He wasn't fussy or hungry, just awake. Like me.
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