Bye bye aye aye aye

Yesterday was a good day. Except for Peter leaving. 3 weeks is a long time. But it will all be ok, I just get bored. I love having someone to give the kids to when I need a nap, or at least the thought of a nap. And he can't fully give them back cause they are his too. ha ha.
Yesterday is my friday. Thursday is the last day of the week for MDO so I get a long weekend which helps me recoup for the mdo week next week. It is so emotionally exhausting to love other people's children all day and then go home and love mine. I am sometimes so tired that I get snappy with Michael. It makes me feel so bad when I make him cry. All he wants is me, my attention, my snuggles, my love, and I get irritated with it? I think I get more irritated with Aiden not letting me do that for Michael. Michael is so used to hearing "I'm feeding your brother, I'm rocking your brother, I'm changing your brother." Poor thing must be sick of his brother. The thing is... He is not. He loves loves loves his brother. He wants to hold him he wants to rock him, he wants to bathe him. He plays and talks to him, and pokes him and rubs him. He does get irritated sometimes, but I haven't walked in on him being mean....yet. I do think he took his patsy out once, but that is just a 3 year old. In fact it is funny and wonderful that they interact the way they do. Aiden absolutely loves his brother.
Yesterday we came home and chilled for the rest of the night. Michael played out in the front yard with the sprinkler and would come over to where Aiden and I were sitting and rub cold water all over his Aiden's legs. Aiden laughed and smiled at him. We went in and took a shower and played inside after dinner and then all of a sudden it was 8:30. Bedtime!! I stayed up long enough to get tired enough to go to sleep without thinking about the fact that I was in the house by myself. I always get nervous in the house by myself.
This morning I told my self I was going to sleep in. I'll tell you what, I kick myself every time I don't fully wake myself up to feed Aiden. I make more work for myself because he pukes on me because I didn't burp him enough, or he fusses at me because I didn't feed him enough. I try and feed him while I sleep, but that is what I need to not do. He always goes so soundly back to sleep if I get up in the rocking chair and feed and burp him. It's not like he wakes up at 2, this is at 6:30 or so, but I just get so tired. So this morning I was lazy, and so I've been up since 6:30.
Aiden's cough sounds like it has gotten better with the hulk antibiotics the doctor prescribed.
Pappy and Grandmother came over this morning and helped me trim the tree in the front yard. Some of the branches were hanging so low that you would have to walk around them to cut through the yard. Michael and Pappy worked in the front yard while Grandmother and I sat inside the house with the baby. They sure did work hard! Both of them got cuts, and both of them were wet with sweat. Michael was really more soaked with water from the hose. Boys!

Here are some cute cute cute pics!!