Rats, Foiled Again!

Lucy has offered up a slew of defenses against our attempts to limit her thumb sucking to "sleepy time" only. She started small - "I have a tickle in my mouth." Then she started faking sleep so she could do it. Yesterday, her grandma reminded her that big girls only suck their thumbs when they are sleeping. Lucy replied, "I know that. I am tricking my mommy. She doesn't know that I am doing it."

Today, I think I was officially outsmarted by a 3 year old.

Mommy: If you want to be a big girl, you can only suck your thumb when you are sleeping.

Lucy: I am pretending to be a baby.

Mommy: You can't be a baby anymore, you're too big.

Lucy: Mommy, I can pretend to be anything I want. Today Lauren was pretending that she was a cat.

Mommy: (silence)

Lucy: We are not talking about this anymore.

Well played, my dear. Well played.

Happy Half-Birthday, Brother

Happy half-birthday to our special little guys. Every now and then, it hits me what a miracle it is that they are both here with us, happy and healthy. A few seconds after that another thought hits me...I have three children. There are more children than adults in my house. And, there are enough of us to make a basketball team.

This picture was taken at the doctor's office during their six-month check up, and it is the most I have ever seen them interact with each other. It was so strange and amazing to watch them - at the risk of sounding like a crazy person, I really think they were communicating with each other.