My yegs, my yegs

Poor True-Blue has become the victim to painful leg cramps which the Dr. classifies as growing pains. They are really a nightmare for all of us. He wakes up yelling, "My yegs, my yegs, my yegs. Ouchie, Ouch, help me Mom, DAAAAAD, my yegs, my yegs." Matt usually gets up and starts to massage his legs and comfort him that it will be over soon. I try to sleep (since Zoey will usually wake up right after he gets back to sleep) but after about 10 minutes of non-stop crying we decide he needs baby ibuprofen and then I get up and get it. It is so sad. The Dr. said to pump him up with lots of potassium in avocado, orange juice and vitamins. Also, dehydration and a really active day can aggravate his little legs. The vitamins seem to help the most. We really see a difference when we has had his gummie vitamins. I am hoping soon that someday we will have a night where we all sleep soundly for more than four hours at a time. But, I am not holding my breath.

Big Chicken

My nick-names for the kids are always evolving and recently I started to call Zoey my chicken and True my monkey. Today he came over to me, gave me a little squeeze and said, "Mommy, you are my big chicken!" So freaking cute and absolutely hilarious.

True is also in the stage where he loves to run around naked. He takes off his clothes and says, "Naked boy, naked boy" he proceeds to dance and "shake his bootie". Another favorite is to powwow dance with a scarf or a towel. Yesterday he was naked and getting ready to dance with my mom's scarf. Miguel (oldest cousin) who is eight and very dignified saw what True was about to do and told me, "Auntie Colleen, True is naked and about to dance with that scarf, It's going to be horrible." Poor Miguel.