Friday, November 21, 2008

Papa's and Pacifiers

Just a few things I have to share...

Last weekend we went to Orange City for my CM open house and to help my sister get moved. The kids got lots of time at Papa's house, and this is how they spent most of it:

Over and over and over.

(did you see Josiah at the very end? it's hard to tell in the video, but they are FLYING down those stairs. Josiah is probably scared for his life that Lillian is gonna crash into him!)

They did alright sleeping there though, which is surprising considering our nights at our house lately. Lillian is at that awful transition of only kind of needing a nap. So when she gets one it's great, but then she doesn't sleep at night. And when she doesn't get one, she's...a monster. :)

But the biggest problem is that we took Josiah's pacifier away. When he turned one, we only let him have it for naps and bedtime. And the plan was to take it away when he turned two. Well, he turned two. And I am the one who didn't want to take it away. He just slept so good! So we decided that we'd "leave them at Papa's house" next time we were in OC.

well...before we actually got around to that, we lost them. for real. gone. both of them.

So I was freaking out in my head about how he was going to handle this. And he actually did okay. I freaked out more than he did. He only asked ONE time for his "ippee." So we decided that we'd just be done with them. But we HAD to find them before he did, or we'd go through the 'taking away' part again (which, I realize, is harder for me than him...but still). Well, I found the one that he used most. I forget where it even was. But I found it first. And I hid it in Steve's underwear drawer.

But...every night that he's laying awake talking, or singing, or especially crying, I just want to go to that drawer and grab the dear little ippee and give it to him. just so the poor kid will sleep! But I resist, every night. (I ALMOST gave in last night, though. But I am stronger than the paci. I am stronger than the paci...)

And enough time has passed that I can actually talk to him about it. So when he gets Brielle's paci, I say, "Josiah, where's your pacifier?" and he says "all gone!" It's so cute.

BUT...today...

he found the other one. Luckily, he just laughed when I took it out of his mouth and threw it, literally. I said, "You're too big for a pacifier!" and we LAUGHED! and I took a picture of him with it to show him how "silly" he looks. and he LAUGHED again.

So, hopefully, the return of the "ippee" is short lived. I just put him down for his nap and he didn't ask for it. So let's hope tonight goes the same...

if not, there are now TWO pacifiers in Steve's underwear drawer tempting me like the devil itself....ugh....

5 comments:

Corinne Doughan said...

GET RID OF THEM ANDREA!!!!! Colin's mom has a similar story for one of the brothers ... I better not mention who in case it's embarassing. One day they just lost his pacifier ... when Connie found it she threw it away ... out of sight out of mind.

Gina De Hoogh said...

Oh, they are a blessing and curse all at the same time. I agree - I think it is harder on us than the kids. Getting rid of them makes them feel so grown up - kind of like it's the one last "baby" thing they have. A sad day, but a good one too. :) Hang in there!

Michelle said...

Good luck! I hope that sleep can be found at house very soon! Becca was terrible when we took the pacifier away, but now she sleeps beautifully (when she's feeling well that is..) The picture of him with the pacifier if priceless! Hang in there and be strong!

Wendy said...

Andrea,
Thank you for making me laugh! I love reading your posts and seeing how fun the kids are! They totally remind me of our kids! Wait till the Mol cousins get together again! LOOK OUT WORLD!!! :) LOVE YOU ALL!

Mandarina said...

Oh wow. The video on the stairs was flashback city to my childhood. I may or may not see if I can still do that tomorrow...