(Note: he wasn't fussing to anything "haircut" related)
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
I'm Sad To Say It....
But I did it...and I TOTALLY regret it by the way...I mean of course he is still as cute as ever but oh the curls...they are gone for life...I wept...the ugly cry...and I still feel sick to my stomach.
(Note: he wasn't fussing to anything "haircut" related)
(Note: he wasn't fussing to anything "haircut" related)
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Six Weeks...where did you go???
How is my Baby Love already 6 weeks old? I do not understand it one bit! Here are some photos of her...and might I add, oh how I love her!!!
This photo is a few weeks old...but its one of my favorites...this is Jillan, Candices daughter, who I might add, loves Shiloh more than I think any one else on this planet...its verging on obsession, that the sweetest thing ever ever!!!
Amusement Park Fun
We have been doing so much lately as far as hanging out with friends and family. We got season passes to a local amusement park here. We went with Candice, Patrick, Jillian and Gabriel, who are our closest friends. We love them...and as time goes on, its seems our children might tolerate eachother too haha...
Here are a few more photos of that time together (the "Friends" blog is a sweet groupd of photos that I thought should be put together:))
Here are a few more photos of that time together (the "Friends" blog is a sweet groupd of photos that I thought should be put together:))
Binkie Rehab
Well...I must say, our first day without binkies only got worse...it was terrible. He was getting physically sick...i don't know if it was from anxiety or from crying so much but he had a stomach ache and a headache and was obviously miserable to be around...
I didn't even want to try and put him to bed that night because I couldn't take all of the drama of him not having a binkie. We had to pick Will up (he was away for business) from the airport and it was an hour drive...Wills plane came in at 10 and Solomon is usually asleep by 8...so...we left at 9 pm and I noticed a few things. He was soooo much more talkative (and the child is rarely quiet so that is saying a lot) and I wondered how much binkies were holding him back. He told me every single thing he noticed on the drive there. Also, he was super touch and attached to me, which is rare...he wanted to hold my hand while I drove and stuff, so that was really special. By the time we got home it was midnight and Will carried him up to bed as he was already asleep...whew...drama avoided. April sleeps in bed with him and she said that in the middle of the night, she heard him sucking and thought we had given in and given him a bink to sleep with. She felt him mouth and he was sucking in his sleep...poor baby.
The next day he was sooo anxious. He was really clingy...REALLY clingy even to me, which is abnormal. Will went to put him down for a nap...he had been beside himself ALL DAY...after 90 minutes of trying, Will and I had a meeting...we decided that we were going to...gasp...give him the binkie for sleeping only! We lied...and said we bought him a sleeping binkie...and its only for sleep...we will take it away as soon as he wakes up and keep it in a special spot. Will gave it to him and before we left his room he was almost out.
How can he NOT fall asleep without it???? I mean, its just sooooo hard for him. Its really frustrating but at this point, I cannot be battling for hours to get him to nap, or risk having him skip a nap, because with 2 kids...that quiet time is CRUCIAL!!! So for now...it seems to work for us. He is more plesant, he isn't asking for it constantly, and we dont even give him the bink to sleep with unless or until he asks for it...so that is where we are...
Here are some photos of our somewhat failed ceremony...
I didn't even want to try and put him to bed that night because I couldn't take all of the drama of him not having a binkie. We had to pick Will up (he was away for business) from the airport and it was an hour drive...Wills plane came in at 10 and Solomon is usually asleep by 8...so...we left at 9 pm and I noticed a few things. He was soooo much more talkative (and the child is rarely quiet so that is saying a lot) and I wondered how much binkies were holding him back. He told me every single thing he noticed on the drive there. Also, he was super touch and attached to me, which is rare...he wanted to hold my hand while I drove and stuff, so that was really special. By the time we got home it was midnight and Will carried him up to bed as he was already asleep...whew...drama avoided. April sleeps in bed with him and she said that in the middle of the night, she heard him sucking and thought we had given in and given him a bink to sleep with. She felt him mouth and he was sucking in his sleep...poor baby.
The next day he was sooo anxious. He was really clingy...REALLY clingy even to me, which is abnormal. Will went to put him down for a nap...he had been beside himself ALL DAY...after 90 minutes of trying, Will and I had a meeting...we decided that we were going to...gasp...give him the binkie for sleeping only! We lied...and said we bought him a sleeping binkie...and its only for sleep...we will take it away as soon as he wakes up and keep it in a special spot. Will gave it to him and before we left his room he was almost out.
How can he NOT fall asleep without it???? I mean, its just sooooo hard for him. Its really frustrating but at this point, I cannot be battling for hours to get him to nap, or risk having him skip a nap, because with 2 kids...that quiet time is CRUCIAL!!! So for now...it seems to work for us. He is more plesant, he isn't asking for it constantly, and we dont even give him the bink to sleep with unless or until he asks for it...so that is where we are...
Here are some photos of our somewhat failed ceremony...
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Bink Addict
Today marks what is turning out to be a very sad day in the Cole house. Let me explain...
Solomonhas been a MAJOR binkie addict from DAY ONE!!! He is going to be 3 at the end of the month (tears!) and I have been noticing his teeth seem to be shifting, as in, his front teeth are kind of leaning forward. So Will and I, who have attempted to get rid of the binkie to no avail before, have been trying to think of how we are going to do this. it just so happens that the softy of the two of us (Will!!!) is away on busienss this weekend. My sister and the kids and I were going to go to Target. Solomon said "can I get a fire truck?" I said..."Hmmm...well, would you be willing to pack up your binkies and trade them into the Target lady for a fire truck?" He thought about and agreed. We went around the house on a binkie hunt and collected all 50 milion of his binkies and put them in a bag. I let him hold them on the drive there and while we looked around Target. I explained that we were going to pick out a HUGE fire truck, a BIG BOY TOY, and he was going to "buy" that toy with his binkies. But he had to know, they wouldn't come home with us (ok that was a lie but I had to get him to understand) and that he would NO LONGER have binkies. I was VERY VERY thorough!!! He definately got what I was saying. So we picked out a massive fire truck that is as obnoxious as can be...makes noise and has a ladder that moves...its JUST what he wanted...
So...I ran ahead to our cashier, who I picked our specifically bc she is always SUPER nice...and ask her if she wouldn't mind playing along...she said "OH OF COURSE!!!" So...the transaction takes place, she tells him what a BIG BOY he is...my sister and I make a HUGE deal out of it...
On the ride home he was holding his massive fire truck and just being SUPER happy that he had it...
Until........
We got home...
He looks at me with panic on his face..."Mommy, where are my binkies?"
"We gave them to the target lady..."
"no...no....nooooooooooooooooo...I want to go back to Target...I want to go hit that lady for taking my binkies!!!"
He starts to get really upset, hitting and throwing and kicking everything in sight! I tried talking to him, holding him, giving him his blankets...nothing...he was still inthis horrid state of rage!!!
So I took him outside...and I told himhe could hit and kick and throw anything he wanted...and he did. He seemed to feel a lot better. After we came inside he said "Mommy if I throw my fire truck outside may I have my binkies back?" I told him no and that the target lady had them (which by the way...I feel AWFUL for lying...because she gave them back to me and they are in my purse...is that terrible??? What would YOU do?"
Nap time...on how that time of day is bliss for me. Solomon has always been THE best napper on earth...even now, I just lay just him to get in bed, turn out the lights, kiss him and close his door...and he is out...well that was WITH binkies!!!!!! Ahhhhhhh....I feel like I have a heroin addict for a child...he was writhing in "pain" (heartache), weeping, talking about how much he wants to hit and kick that target lady...I kid you not he said "mommy, I am not ok...I am not going to get thru this!!!" Its was HORRIBLE!!!! He cried and cried and cried for 45 minutes!!! He asked me to rock him, which I haven't done in forever and he still cried and cried...gosh...it was torture. I was near tears...and near marching down to my purse and getting those damn binkie for my poor addict...who would have ever though a 3 year old might need bink rehab!!!
He finally fell asleep...but how long is this going to last? Did I do the wrong thing? SHould I let him have them back? Am I totally ripping something away from him that he NEEDS???? Please....help me!!!!
Solomonhas been a MAJOR binkie addict from DAY ONE!!! He is going to be 3 at the end of the month (tears!) and I have been noticing his teeth seem to be shifting, as in, his front teeth are kind of leaning forward. So Will and I, who have attempted to get rid of the binkie to no avail before, have been trying to think of how we are going to do this. it just so happens that the softy of the two of us (Will!!!) is away on busienss this weekend. My sister and the kids and I were going to go to Target. Solomon said "can I get a fire truck?" I said..."Hmmm...well, would you be willing to pack up your binkies and trade them into the Target lady for a fire truck?" He thought about and agreed. We went around the house on a binkie hunt and collected all 50 milion of his binkies and put them in a bag. I let him hold them on the drive there and while we looked around Target. I explained that we were going to pick out a HUGE fire truck, a BIG BOY TOY, and he was going to "buy" that toy with his binkies. But he had to know, they wouldn't come home with us (ok that was a lie but I had to get him to understand) and that he would NO LONGER have binkies. I was VERY VERY thorough!!! He definately got what I was saying. So we picked out a massive fire truck that is as obnoxious as can be...makes noise and has a ladder that moves...its JUST what he wanted...
So...I ran ahead to our cashier, who I picked our specifically bc she is always SUPER nice...and ask her if she wouldn't mind playing along...she said "OH OF COURSE!!!" So...the transaction takes place, she tells him what a BIG BOY he is...my sister and I make a HUGE deal out of it...
On the ride home he was holding his massive fire truck and just being SUPER happy that he had it...
Until........
We got home...
He looks at me with panic on his face..."Mommy, where are my binkies?"
"We gave them to the target lady..."
"no...no....nooooooooooooooooo...I want to go back to Target...I want to go hit that lady for taking my binkies!!!"
He starts to get really upset, hitting and throwing and kicking everything in sight! I tried talking to him, holding him, giving him his blankets...nothing...he was still inthis horrid state of rage!!!
So I took him outside...and I told himhe could hit and kick and throw anything he wanted...and he did. He seemed to feel a lot better. After we came inside he said "Mommy if I throw my fire truck outside may I have my binkies back?" I told him no and that the target lady had them (which by the way...I feel AWFUL for lying...because she gave them back to me and they are in my purse...is that terrible??? What would YOU do?"
Nap time...on how that time of day is bliss for me. Solomon has always been THE best napper on earth...even now, I just lay just him to get in bed, turn out the lights, kiss him and close his door...and he is out...well that was WITH binkies!!!!!! Ahhhhhhh....I feel like I have a heroin addict for a child...he was writhing in "pain" (heartache), weeping, talking about how much he wants to hit and kick that target lady...I kid you not he said "mommy, I am not ok...I am not going to get thru this!!!" Its was HORRIBLE!!!! He cried and cried and cried for 45 minutes!!! He asked me to rock him, which I haven't done in forever and he still cried and cried...gosh...it was torture. I was near tears...and near marching down to my purse and getting those damn binkie for my poor addict...who would have ever though a 3 year old might need bink rehab!!!
He finally fell asleep...but how long is this going to last? Did I do the wrong thing? SHould I let him have them back? Am I totally ripping something away from him that he NEEDS???? Please....help me!!!!
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