Four Day Weekends

Emmett is lucky enough to get four day weekends every week. He gets to hang out with Grandma & Papa every Monday & Tuesday. Here are some snippets from Grandma's phone:

I don't know how she got him to wear that helmet. He's been refusing to even put it on for me.

Breaking Binky

We decided that Emmett's new years resolution should be to get rid of the binky. I really wish we would have done this a few months ago - when he wasn't so attached to it.  But, we didn't want to make him get rid of it right before the big change of starting daycare. Since then he's just gotten more and more attached to it. Anyway, we're on day two of going cold turkey with no binky. I felt really bad yesterday. When we laid him down for nap he looked at us like "wait your forgetting something" and he kept pointing to the dresser in his room where we used to keep them. Then he screamed bloody murder for over a half an hour. The naps have been really rough (like non-existent), but I think it's getting better. I'm torn about what to do when he goes to daycare. I think it's going to be really hard on the teachers to eliminate it completely. And, getting him to nap there is really hard even with the stupid binky. I know, I over think these things!

Zoolights

This was the second year in a row that we decided to hit up zoolights. Last year was slightly miserable, but we blamed it on the fact that E was little, it was cold, and super crowded. This year it was still miserable. I feel horrible saying this. I want to love it. E was bigger this year, but it was still cold and super crowded. Emmett wasn't really that into it either. He liked the deer a lot, but other than that he made his super serious face the whole time. It didn't help that I forgot E's shoes and that Jordan and I got into a fight over the self timer on the camera. Oh well. Looking back at the pictures makes me think it wasn't that bad. I'm sure we'll forget all about this and go again next year.

 This was his face...the entire time. 

 This was Jordan's face the entire time. 

E better not grow up to be a hunter. He is seriously impressed with deer lately. My uncle sent us a Christmas card with some deer on the front and that was his favorite card. We still look at it everyday and wave to the deer out our window.   

Incident Report - "Got Bitten"

This little gem has been displayed on our fridge for the past few weeks. We can't get over how hilarious it is. I'm so thankful that E was not the perpetrator and did not actually do the biting. Hopefully, this was a good lesson for him and he won't stick his fingers in anyone else's mouth from now on.  

Just in case you're wondering, he wasn't hurt. There we're no marks or anything on his fingers when we picked him up. I hadn't thought of this before, but I wonder if this kid was getting him back for the hair-pulling?