Bye bye, bottle

So, we're back from Florida (about which I will post more later), and on to our next big adventure: weaning from bottles. I know, I know. They are almost two years old, and we're just doing this now? Well....

I was ready in December. Bub was not. Then, both boys got sick in January, and we (Bub) wanted to be sure that they drank enough and didn't get dehydrated. Then, there was some other lame excuse in February. Then, we (Bub) thought that they were still too young in March and we (me) were just too tired in April to even contemplate it. Well, we (me) are over it.

So, I lied.

I hid the two remaining bottles the day after we returned from Florida. When the boys asked about them, I lied and said that we left the bottles on the airplane and that the airplane went bye-bye to Africa. Why Africa? I have no idea. That's just what I blurted out. Do they care that their bottles are in Africa? Not necessary the Africa part, but they aren't enthused that the bottles are missing..... When I say "No. No bottles," at least one of them will reply with "bottle, airplane" in a very sad little voice. (Not sad enough for me to cave in, though.)

So, it's been a long week. We don't want to go to sleep without the bottles, and at about 2am we are sqawking for them. Mommy is getting no rest, but by their 2nd birthday, we should be fine. (Right? Right!??!?!? Please say yes.....)

sending the wrong message

Peanut, the early, early, early bird was up at the butt-crack of dawn again today. I was doing something in another room when the toast popped up. Peanut shouts "Mom! Toast!"
What I wish he would have said is "Mom! I just pooped in my diaper but I didn't want to sit in it so I've removed it and it's laying in the middle of the white carpet and I've since crouched down so there is also poop on my calves and heels and now I'm off to ransack the house!"
Ahhhh, morning.

setting the bar really high

For some strange reason, I was thinking about nuns the other day.
People say that when a woman becomes a nun, she is essentially marrying god, right?
What kind of wedding present do you buy THAT couple?