JW=BIG BOY

I thought for sure Operation Bottle would be a disaster and it turned out to go pretty smoothly. John and I threw the bottles in the trashcan in front of JW and he of course flipped out but recovered rather quickly. He has been sleeping better and eating better since taking it which is good.. I guess maybe mom and dad may have been more attached to the ba ba than he was. He started his first day at Little Building Blocks yesterday. John is working 3-12 this week so that an employee can take a vacation which worked out for JW, because he can just spend a few hours each day this week to ease him into full time next week. When I picked him Ms. Jessica said that he had been very bashful and quiet and simply observed the other children from afar. He didn't cry at all and I am very thankful for that. I will be sure to take some pics next week when he starts all day. Gabe also starts the 3rd grade on Thursday. He is bummed summer is about over but also excited to get back in school and see his buds. He really wanted to play tackle football and I was hesitant but thought I would probably let him. Turns out we missed the sign up date and practices have already started...Bummer, so we will do one more year of flag football which probably is best anyway.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

Last week Jack's wonderful and loving sitter Patty informed teary eyed it was time she closed her daycare and spend more time with her mother in Iowa.. I am really happy for her although I know Jackson will miss her terribly.. They love each other a whole lot. I tell her on a weekly basis " I don't know how you do this " day in and day out. I love my children with all my being (and I even love yours too so do not be afraid to bring them around me) but there isn't a chance in hell I would run a daycare..My patience is almost non existent these days. Anyway.. So I panicked for a day or two because how in the world was I going to trust anyone else, especially some stranger. Just last week in Olathe, a 18 month old little girl went to her very first day at a licensed daycare and died of asphyxiation that same day because she got her head caught in a gate..What the hell, how long was she there? I can hardly watch the news each night because of these type of stories. I decided to call a daycare in town that treated Gabe real well a few years back and had just added on to their building and are now accepting 1 year olds and they were happy to take him. It will be a BIG transition for him. He is used to taking his nap in a separate room in a playpen and now he will be taking his nap on a cot with other children next to him.. She told me that a teacher would pat his back until he fell asleep. I think he will have fun and will be really good for him socially. BUT tomorrow is a big day......... OPERATION NO MORE BOTTLE ! We are finally going to lay down the law and strip the little lad of his beloved and soothing bah bah........ We are probably just as attached to it as he is.. Its sort of a special time for us still. He grabs his "B" (blanket) and will sit or lay next to you and rub his blankie or touch my face snuggling his head on my chest. He lets you smother him with kisses and play with his hair....ahhhhhh I'm gonna miss that bah bah..... So this weekend is going to suck big donkey balls!!! He will scream and cry and throw the sippe cups across the room and smack me in the legs and throw his back on the floor and slam his heels into the ground.. Luckyyyyyyy Gabe has a sleepover to go to on Night #1... Wish us luck....