saying goodbye is the easiest thing

Well for Bear saying goodbye has been simple thus far.

He said goodbye after a 7 month relationship with his pacifier. We took it away one day at 7 months old and he never looked back.

Shortly after that at 9 months old. We did away with his bottle and moved him solely onto the sippie cup. We had been "training" since 6 months. He was a super champ by this time.

18 mos old said goodbye to diapers during the day... just freebird to start hard core potty training.

22 mos old. Said goodbye to being naked during the day and introduced underwear... then 3 mos later...no more accidents and you are in the cutest little boxer briefs known to toddler kind!

Now the day has come at 26 months old that you have learned to drink solely out of a "big" cup, therefore I will pack away your old flame.

The Sippie cup.



Dear sippie cup,

you have been so faithful for all these .... scratch that... for a little over a year. When I dropped you, you never ran out on me. When I chewed you, you would never spout off. You kept your cool and I admire you for that.

You have been such a dear friend, keeping your contents fresh just for me. What better love could I have ever asked for. I will never forget you or your slow paced ways that helped me become a better drinking man!

Love always, Bear "chug-a-lug" Wachsmann.

How to of the day

Making fish faces

Pull up a chair let me tell you how this is done.

PLEASE?

Okay, good, I didn't want to have to beg.

First... you suck on the insides of your cheeks.

If you can't get it to work you may have to implement your hands like so.

That juuuuust about does it.

There! GOT IT!

NO?

hmmm, close?

Okay good!


My work here is done!

The gift

Today I had to go to the Chiropractor to be able to move yet again. J had to go get registered at school so I kept Bear with me. He is a joy to take along places so I just brought him along too. My Chiropractor and the staff enjoy seeing him so I knew it would be great.

While we were there waiting in a room to be seen I sat Bear up in a chair with his magnadoodle and he was happy as a lark drawing "pershuns".

The Dr. comes in and talks to him for a bit and gives him some candy... after okaying with mom of course :).

He asks Bear if he has been playing hard lately and if he likes sports, like football. Bear agrees with the words "feeb ball".

I then told the dr. that we were outside playing soft pitch baseball with him the other day. I told him we took his tee away and started teaching him stance and composure. He was knocking them out of the "park" lol. Even with just a plastic bat and ball... he was doing amazing with swinging.

The dr disappears and comes back with a tiny little red glove. Bear sees it and his eyes light up. He says "GLUB". I almost started crying. What a sweet gesture to give him something so precious. The glove was his sons' when they were little and he said he has had it in the closet waiting to give it away for a year now and that he found the perfect candidate. THANK YOU!

He has been with us through the thicks and thins of this journey so he has taken a special liking to "our" children. He is such a great Christian man and is as pleasant as you please!

Bear took the "glub" said "thank you" and got help putting it on. We went into the therapy room and he would not even take it off to play with the toys in there. The Dr. was tickled by the immediate attachment! I told him he would love it and use it well for certain! :)