Past Tense

This kid gets past tense! Here's the conversation from a minute ago, one sided though it may be...

C: Mommy has her pen in her mouth.

I put my pen down on the table

C: Mommy did have her pen in her mouth.

What!? This little girl is such a smarty. She uses past tense, pronouns (correctly) and her memory is amazing!

House For Sale!

We are back on the market for a buyer. The contract fell through this morning and crazy as it may seem, I'm ok with it. That doesn't mean I'm not BITTER about it. The part I'm not ok with is how we've let our house go and now I have to scrub it from top to bottom. Here's to hoping we get a good one (buyer that is) this time!

Know of anyone? Let me know and maybe there will be a reward...hhhmmm, maybe a great gift card for dinner or some shopping.

Going Cold Turkey

It happened tonight. I officially put Chloe to bed without the binkie. I have been slowly weaning her from the binkie this summer. And have you noticed, summer is almost over. This might seem like the silliest thing to be proud of, but I was partially hooked on the binkie too. It was so easy to put it in her mouth and have a little silence.

So the story of how it all ended is heart breaking, at least to me. In June we had 4 binkies left and she was only getting to have it when she was in the rocking chair or in bed. The exception was when we were in Utah this June and she was napping in her car seat. Anyway, a few weeks ago she started bitting them until she had bitten through the silicone. First went her favorite, pink binkie. Then the blue one, and today white one bit the dust. (ha ha)

I went in to get her up from her nap to get ready for the birthday party we had this afternoon. She was so upset from waking up early (where does she get that from?) and stood in her crib crying. Once things calmed down a little she held up her binkie and said "what's on there, mommy?" I took a close look and found it had been bitten for the last time. I told her that she had bitten it. She looked at me with the most pathetic look and through her cries and tears she said "is it broken, mommy?" All I could say was "yes, it's broken" because I was realizing what this meant for not only her but me. This is when I about cried myself. Chloe looked at me and sobbed "binkie has to go bye-bye, mommy?" So I told her to give it hugs, then she let me give the binkie hugs. We said our good-byes and I thought, oh no how is bed time going to go tonight?

We went to the birthday party and had a great time. But then all of the sudden I looked at Chloe and she had her spare white binkie in her mouth. It was in the diaper bag and she found it on a chance diaper bag raid. This one is not broken and I have it only for emergencies when we are out, which I have only used once (yesterday).

So this has been the long version of giving up the binkie. But it is a monumental weekend at our house. Here's hoping tomorrow's nap time and bed time goes as well. I'm thinking that the birthday party completely wore her out and that is what made things so simple tonight. Keeping fingers crossed for tomorrow...

Update: Sunday nap was a little rough, but she made it. She slept for a couple of hours despite the crying for about 15 minutes. It is so hard to do this, but we think it would be really bad if she was still using it when she starts Kindergarten. Here's hoping we have success and don't give in to her wishes. Farewell loved binkie, have fun at Storyville (I'll explain that later), we love you!

What to say?

This is how I feel about leaving this place...

SOLD!

I can't believe it but we have a contract on our house. It looks like all of our work these past months has paid off. We are keeping our fingers crossed everything works out for the best. We will have until the end of September. Yikes!

No other news than that, but we have had a lovely weekend with beautiful weather.

8.8.08

Have a great 8.8.08!
We are enjoying a picnic at the park with Daddy.

This was Chloe's first bag of chips (and yes she is all that and a bag of chips).
She refused to share them with anyone.

Ah, August Again!

August is a happy month at our house. You see, Mike comes out of his depression and we get a happy guy around the house. It's all because of his beloved football returning. So tonight as we started surfing through the channels he found his happiness was back with the first pre-season NFL game (The Hall of Famer's Game). Now, usually I get a little sad when August rolls around because I know it means fighting for the HDTV (it has the good cable), getting one word answers, and "after the game" answers. But I found myself a little giddy tonight at the thought of football returning to the airways for the season. So, Mike you win. After 10 years of "training," I your wife, like football. And not just for the tight behinds, really its the touching stories behind the players that pull me in and hook me. Too bad some of these players are not great role models.

So to Mike and all you fans out there, NFL or college, happy August!