Pulling the Plug

This is the plug of which I speak. . .

You know, I wasn't really wanting to pull it either. It was her bestest buddy. That was a problem though, she wanted it when ever she could have it, sucked it all night, and asked for it all day. And it was moving her teeth. So daddy said it was time to pull the plug. I said okay as long as we started on a Friday night to maximize his time at home to help with the sad sweetie.


That first night she cried for 20 minutes. Then she stopped. And she hasn't cried since. And when she asks for it, it's almost like she's joking. "where's binky? Hee hee hee! All gone!" The easiest binky yank I think we've had yet. I'm glad I have a wise husband who can talk me into such things, because I had seriously been dreading it for a week, and it was no biggie!


In other Emilee is growing up news, I FINALLY took the bumpers out of her crib. Not because she was too big for them (she's still my baby!) but because she was pulling the ribbons off. And so, now when we go in for a peek at night, we often find this. . . And, she's finally switched to one nap a day, which means she falls asleep in the car on almost a daily basis right around 12 o'clock. She's so sweet when I bring her up to bed I had to take a snapshot. That's her new "rat baby" as Gordon calls it that she fell in love with at kohls the other day. We decided together (Emilee and I) that she needed it to snuggle with now that "inky" was all gone, as I mentioned before. :) And its not a rat baby, its a sweet mouse baby.

She's growing up! (sigh)