niño pequeño

September must have broken the record in number of posts in the Smith diaries. But that was before the sleepless nights--times two. Let me explain. We didn't only bring home a newborn, we also brought a lovely cold virus that Monday from preschool. Clue in the sleepless nights in not one, but all three rooms in the house. Thank heavens for my mom taking care of Paxton through the last 10 nights! Poor thing, he was pretty miserable with a cough and fever and ended up missing school for a week. Also, he was banned from our room and hasn't been able to hold baby Tiago since his first day home. Then all the adults got the same bug, but thankfully didn't get hit as hard. We are on the road to recovery.

Now, is there no other way but to share all the bugs our preschooler brings throughout the season? Sigh.  I am even toying with the idea of keeping him home through the winter... But seriously, how do you parents out there keep at least the infant "safe"? Ahhh, the joys of parenting more than one kid. 

In any case, Paxton has had an interesting week. He is still a sweet boy, but has become very good at letting you know EXACTLY what he wants. I think he has also regressed a little in the emotional maturity continuum.  Nevermind that he is 4 short months away from being 3, or that he has been saying that he is a "big boy" for a while now. For the last few days, our greetings have been going something like this:

P:   Mami!

M:  Hola mi niño grande!

P:   Nooo, niño pequeñoooo....oo??? (picture an "I think that's what I should be now" look on his face)

As long as he doesn't start calling himself a baby, we are still in business. 

on a sick day, wearing a hat great-grandma "mamima" knit for him. He wanted to put it on his way and pose for the camera after he saw me taking some pictures of Tiago