So, with both girls congested (River much more than Lydia), I took to a good friend’s advice and rubbed a good amount of Baby Vick’s on the soles of their little feet, put socks on them, and put them to bed.
Holy shit – it worked.
Lydia passed out at 7, River at around 8:30. They didn’t get up until 7:30am, and we woke up to the sound of giggles and joyful squealing – they were playing peekaboo with each other in their cribs. We sat there looking at the monitor for a little while, enjoying the adorable twin bond moment.
They’re so cute.