I hope you are all able to spend time with your loved ones today! We will be cooking out and playing games all day and then watching some fireworks and playing with sparklers tonight.
Don't forget to have a thankful heart today for all of the women and men who risk their lives for us. I know that I am grateful for all of my friends and family that has joined in protecting without pause. I do not support the war that we are involved in over seas but I do recognize the importance of supporting our armed forces and I hope all of you do to. War or no, they have chosen to protect my family and for that I am grateful.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Binkie baby
K is obsessed. He loves his binkie in a way we never saw with D. He is fine without it until he is tired... or bored.. but as soon as he is, you better have one handy. Any hang time with his bink is like a day at Disney with his bestie and you tell me what kid wouldn't want that all the time. Sometimes its the simple things I guess. Here is the thing though. When does a simple thing become a not simple thing anymore? When do you, as a parent, break the cycle?
With D it was easy. He only wanted his binkie at bedtime, even at this age. He wasn't obsessed. One night, at 18 months, he just didn't want it anymore. I went to put him in his bed, and he took it out of his mouth and handed it to me. We left one in his bed with him for a few weeks after that but he never even so much as looked at it again.
Something tells me K isn't going to be that easy. Thing is, I don't mind him having a pacifier. He is a baby. It helps this otherwise needy little man soothe himself when he is unsettled. Not that he doesn't find comfort in me or his daddy and not that I would ever use it to hold off a feeding or comfort of any sort. When he is hungry, he wants nothing to do with his bink. Sometimes babies just need to suck. I get that.
I guess I am just looking to the future. Maybe he will prove me wrong and give it up easy like D did. Or maybe not. Either way, who could resist this cuteness?
With D it was easy. He only wanted his binkie at bedtime, even at this age. He wasn't obsessed. One night, at 18 months, he just didn't want it anymore. I went to put him in his bed, and he took it out of his mouth and handed it to me. We left one in his bed with him for a few weeks after that but he never even so much as looked at it again.
Something tells me K isn't going to be that easy. Thing is, I don't mind him having a pacifier. He is a baby. It helps this otherwise needy little man soothe himself when he is unsettled. Not that he doesn't find comfort in me or his daddy and not that I would ever use it to hold off a feeding or comfort of any sort. When he is hungry, he wants nothing to do with his bink. Sometimes babies just need to suck. I get that.
I guess I am just looking to the future. Maybe he will prove me wrong and give it up easy like D did. Or maybe not. Either way, who could resist this cuteness?
Monday, May 24, 2010
Music Monday
Music is a huge part of Tommy and I's relationship. Its something we bonded over in the beginning and still connect with now. I will be posting the lyrics to a song and what it means to me every Monday (hopefully). At least until I run out of interesting things to say (Or I forget). Make sense? Feel free to do your own but please link back to me and add your site to the MckLinky below!
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Somewhere Out There by James Horner, Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil
Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there And even though I know how very far apart we are It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky Somewhere out there if love can see us through Then we'll be together somewhere out there Out where dreams come true And even though I know how very far apart we are It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky Somewhere out there if love can see us through Then we'll be together somewhere out there Out where dreams come true
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