It used to be those things were getting a 'bonus' on a first date, or better yet, getting a bonus from someone you just met at a party, or telling drunk stories about your friends while making fun of them, or hearing about the dumb things you did while you were drunk.
Good Times.
But my how things have changed. Today what I'm extremely happy about, with no exaggeration, are 2 things I never thought I'd really give a crap about.
- My oldest son is no longer sleeping on the floor of the master bedroom and is back in his own bed. FINALLY!
- My youngest son has quit using his 'dabby' to go to sleep at night. He had already pretty much given it up for all other occasions. ("Dabby" is his pacifier, don't ask me where the name 'dabby' came from.)
For the second one it took a little mischief on Dad's part. Our old pediatrician gave us the idea a while back and I finally put it to use. I cut the tip of dabby off!
Next time he asked for it I gave it to him, he stuck it in, pulled it out, looked at it in utter confusion and I thought, oh crap here comes the breakdown. But he just looked at me and said "Daddy, dabby is broken". Awww, uh-oh better throw it away then son. He asked for another one, but once again mischievous Dad lied and said they were all gone. He actually bought it! Knock on wood, it's only been 3 days, but so far so good.
I thought I did it one day too early since it would have come in handy to sneak him into "
Walking with the Dinosaurs" as an under-24 month old (free admission). But we were able to sneak him in regardless. We're such good influences. Next week I'm going to have him meet me at the back door of the movie theatre and I'll let him in that way.
JNow, it was bad enough he's 2 ½ and was still using a pacifier, but the next thing we STILL have to work on is potty training. The next little thing that will make me happy. (And may require some drinking on my part once again just like the old days).
Good Times
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