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....