Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Life Is Hard With A Sippy Cup

For her third birthday, we decided that it was time for Avery to give up her bottle. (Yes, we are such hard-asses -- that's only two years after most kids give it up. And especially entertaining since she moved out of her crib early, spoke early, was toilet trained early, etc. The bottle was kind of the last bastion of her babyhood.)

On her birthday (and after talking about it every day for a few weeks), we got rid of her changing pad, her gate on her bedroom door, and the night time bottle. She was pretty good about it, but did wake up in the middle of the night asking for it on the first night. I soothed her and reminded her that we had made a mutual decision to give up the bottle since she was now a big girl. I offered to get her a sippy cup of milk instead of a bottle...and she said to me, "Life is hard with a sippy cup."

It is, my little angel, and sometimes Jimmy has diarrhea. These are good lessons to learn early in life.

11 comments:

JenBC said...
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JenBC said...

I'm with your friend Amy. From now on, bad days get the "JHD" label.

Tom and I have a not-really related-tag we use for trouble, usually related to parenting, "FWP". Fraught with peril.

Kathleen said...

fraught with peril is excellent. thank god they're cute is all I have to say. And truly...how cute are they? Don't you just love this whole parenting thing?

JenBC said...

Wow. Your customer service is excellent.

They are so cute it actually messes up my heart rhythm sometimes. His goofy saliva-y grin sometimes makes me feel like I can fly. And not just when we're in an airport. I love that you get it.

Kathleen said...

Oh my god...are you kidding? No one understands until they have a kid. Does it not make your heart skip a beat every time he says something adorable? How lucky are you to spend so much time with him? And how cool are you to do all the cool stuff you do? He's gotta be a great kid.

JenBC said...

He is awesomeness. And when he's not, I try to remember that being a parent is like being president. You get too much credit when things are good and too much blame when they're bad. (And never pass up a photo op!).

dilettante07 said...

Dude--did you really get a rude comment you had to delete? Do you have a stalker? Have you hit the big time? Wee-hoo!

Kathleen said...

Don't I wish. I think it means the post was removed by the author of the quote, because I didn't remove anything. I WANT someone leaving me rude comments, dammit.

dilettante07 said...

U r hot. I hate ur gutz.

Kathleen said...

DUDE! STOP STALKING ME! Enough with the hate mail and the rude comments. (sound believable?)

dilettante07 said...

I will never leave u. U R mine.