01/23/10

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Chloe and Miles, sitting in a tree…

(or, on the floor at Ren’s house. Whatever.)

01/21/10

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Took the boys to a sports superstore today to get them Saints t-shirts. (Yes, we’re fair weather fans.) They loved looking at the shoes most of all.

(Sorry for the crappy picture today, I took it with my cellphone.)

01/20/10

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Linus, my little duck. Yes, the boys got a bath today! Banner day in our house.

2 years

Today the boys are two years old. Or they would be if they’d been born at 40 weeks. (Not that they would have been, of course.) I still think it’s a date worth noting, though. Did you know that my due date (I mean, my mom’s when she was pregnant with me) was also January 20? I think that’s pretty cool.

The boys at birth (well, two days old)
Me and the boys (2 days old)

The boys on their due date:
Happy 0 Birthday!

The boys one their first “adjusted” birthday:
Waffles!

The boys were nearly 7 weeks premature, but we were so lucky that they weren’t really affected by their prematurity. I have friends whose kids were more premature than mine, or perhaps struggled a bit harder than mine did. They’re raising money for the March of Dimes, and if you’d like to support them, here are links to their fundraising pages:

Valerie

Marissa

Katie

Brooke

Kimberly

01/19/10

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The Binky Bowl. These bowls were used in our wedding. Is that symbolic? Nah, just a coincidence.

Operation: Binky Drop

That’s it. We’ve started the Weaning of the Uh-Ohs. It’s going to be a long-drawn out process (how much would I love to just take them away and deal with a few days and nights of constant screaming? Um, not so much, actually.) but I’m worried that doing it cold-turkey would cause some long-term emotional damage. Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating a little bit, but Miles (especially) and Linus are so darn addicted to them!

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However. Now that they have other objects with which to comfort themselves (namely, DVD cases), I feel better about the binky weaning process.

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Today it started with the Binky Bowl. (Wow, that sounds like a football game, doesn’t it?) I admit, I stole the idea of the Binky Bowl from my mother-in-law. For a week or so, we will have the boys surrender the binkies to the Binky Bowl on the way out the door to daycare. They will be allowed to get them back when they get home from school. And then we’ll push the time back in the morning to when they wake up, and in the afternoon, to after dinner. And eventually (within a month or so?) they’ll have them only in their cribs. And then I’ll deal with that, but frankly, I am not ready for that.

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They truly were okay with putting them in the bowl this morning. They didn’t cry in the car for them. And they do love their binkies in the car. Last night, on the way home from my ILs, Miles cried for 20 minutes straight for the binky he dropped on the floor. I’ll bet if he’d voluntarily given it up before we got in the car, he would have been fine.

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So it’s all about choice. Or something.

Miles

We’ll see. I’ll keep you posted.

01/18/10

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Up to no good, those two…even the choo-choo on the TV seems to agree…(that’s Miles and Linus, for the record.)

01/17/10

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While the kids are away, Mom will play…(Super Mario Bros, mostly.)

01/16/10

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Somehow the shirt seems appropriate while Grandpa is showing Linus how to ride his new tricycle. Today was Christmas at Granny and Grandpas, and everyone made out like bandits. Fun!

01/15/10

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Is it cheating if I didn’t take the picture? Never mind. George got this one of me and Oliver looking at me and Linus snuggled up to me.