We thought we were golden. Oh, how the proud fall. Peanut slept in his bed until 5:30 am yesterday. Hubby and I were elated. Could this mean we’ll finally get our bed back? Last night he only lasted till 1 am. I’m not completely brokenhearted. 1 am is much better than 10:30-11:30 pm which had become the norm over the past couple of months. Maybe we can slowly work him up to all night or even a consistent 5 am.
Bed has been added to Peanut’s vocabulary. He just adores climbing in and out of it and exclaiming “bed!” I finally realized “buhdee” is Peanut for binky. He’s been saying it for a while. Mommy is just a little slow on the uptake.
Lately, all birds are “duh” (not to be confused with “daw” which is dog). He used to say bird all the time, but once he learned duck, that was it. We always stop by the retention pond and look at the cattle egrets, sandhill cranes, glossy ibis, and little blue herons on our evening walks. Last night, Peanut got worked up when he realized Daddy was going to mow the back yard instead of come on the walk. When we got to the pond, he pointed and said “duh”. I explained they were birds not ducks. Bad idea. As we walked away, he wiggled for effect and impatiently corrected me: “duh, duh, duh, DUH, DUUUUUH.”
“OK, they’re ducks.”