What were we thinking

We recently received a wedding invitation in the mail for a friend of a friend. We decided, what the heck-lets go. It has been a long time since Dave and I have gone out together, much less gotten dressed up to go out. This is how it went:

We arrived early, so H nursed in the van and Dave and D went for a walk. So far, so good. While in the church, D was talking softly to himself and checking out the hymnals. Dave, however, decided it was too much and ran out with him. I think he may have jumped the gun. D was behaving quite well for a 20 month old and I don't think anyone was bothered by his sweet chattering. So that left H and I to enjoy a great sermon together. Just before the vows began, H decided it was his turn to talk. This wasn't happy talk-it was hungry talk. So I moved back a few pews and we danced to the music. This wasn't enough to distract him, so we left the ceremony also. While H and I were in the foyer, I could hear D giggling outside with another pair of wedding fugitives. :)

Once at the reception, we lasted about an hour. It was a cocktail/hors d'oeuvres reception which didn't provide many toddler friendly options. I prepared poorly. The snacks just weren't doing it for him. We left just as the more filling apps were being served, if you call 'sliders' more filling. The lines were quite long and just not worth it. Our evening ended with a swing through a fast-food joint. 

So in the end, we basically got dressed up to go to McDonald's-AWESOME!

Another Nephew!

My sister, Krystal, and her husband, Dustin, just found out that they will be having a baby boy at the beginning of January! I am so excited for them. Henry and Baby Berger will be nearly the same age. Can't wait for all the kids to be old enough to play together. With all these babies, get-togethers will be a lot more entertaining.
When she first called, she said, "My little girl is a boy." Well, I didn't hear anything after girl. I was already in tears, happy tears. Then my brain said wait a minute and had her repeat what she said. OMG it's a boy!? Awesome.
Our family is getting over run by the boys though. Leah (SIL's) is the only girl on the Meberg side of 6 grandkids. And now, out of 4 grandbabies on the Wetzel side, Jozie (brother's) is the only little girl. I guess that just makes them extra special. And look at all the boys they get to boss around :)

Embarrassing

Yesterday, I had my postpartum checkup and the boys joined me. Wow! Was this ever a bad decision. My first mistake, apparently, was to schedule it right after David's nap. He was fine when he woke up. He was fine on the drive. He had juice, snack, and a book to keep him entertained. I even brought the Nuk just in case. It wasn't until we had to pass the Ped's waiting room. He has a good memory! Of course he wanted to go play with the the hoards of toys and bikes, who wouldn't? I knew if I let him, I would never get him back. I stood my ground and kept him in the stroller. He disliked this decision, but still was behaving. It wasn't until the nurse called me back, then he let the entire clinic know he wasn't happy. I tried to push the snack, juice, book, and pacifier...nope. In the stroller, out of the stroller, on my lap, on the chair. None of this made him happy. He even pulled out the classic tantrum move of lying on the ground-gross! The nurse offered to get him a coloring book and crayons. I met her in the hallway. I couldn't take the screeching anymore. I shyly asked the nurse and my doctor to babysit Henry while David and I went to the pharmacy for a treat. As soon as he sees the candy he giggles-are you kidding me?! A 5 cent lollipop saved me. He was fairly cooperative for the rest of the visit, but boy was I glad to get out of there. From here on out I will be getting a sitter for any future appointments. Thank you to the nurse and Dr. Buss for being so patient. Needless to say, I had a headache!

To Giveth or Taketh Away

With one child, almost 20 months old, the pacifier can be seen as unacceptable and unnecessary. Yes, it can deter speech and be bad for their teeth, but at times it is the only answer for a cranky/tired/hungry kid. At this point, the Nuk probably serves me better than it does David. For the last few months, he has willingly offered it up when we ask him to take it out of his mouth. We have decided, however, that it should be reserved for bedtime only. And, between us, when a stay-at-home mom just can't 'take it anymore'.

Now with Henry, almost 2 months old. He rejects all attempts of any pacifier being placed in his mouth. Shouldn't I be happy that when I reach David's age with Henry, I will not have to face the battle of taking away this prized possession? I have actually purchased a few different types/brands of pacifiers hoping one will interest him. The sucking can be soothing for a baby and sometimes I rather it be a pacifier than myself. My fears: What am I going to do when he is having a 'baby tantrum'? The Nuk has always worked for David. What if he becomes a thumb-sucker?!?! Isn't this worse on the teeth? Seems to me that it would be easier to take away an inanimate object than a body part.

Don't think I have given up, this battle(s) has just begun