I walked into the dining room yesterday and Cayden and I had the following conversation:
Me: Cayden, it's raining
Cayden: Now what?
Me: Now what?!
Cayden: Now what do?
As if we had great plans that required the sun to be shining. He just cracks me up with his "adult" speech.
P.S. Another nap and another nighttime with no nee. He asked, but I told him he said, "no nee" so now he doesn't have one. Tonight he asked Brandon and again was told he didn't have one, he fussed for about 5 seconds and was done. Can I say "it" yet?
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Read Book-Cayden Eating
I was watching Cayden eat his breakfast this morning, he was so cute. He was concentrating so hard on getting every last cheerio and then he carefully brought the bowl up to his mouth so he could drink the milk. After a little while, his eyes popped up over the bowl and he saw me watching him (I had been reading a book) he said, "Read book mommy" I went back to reading and then peeked again and he said, "Read book, Cayden eating." :)
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Nee Part 2
So Brandon and I decided to cut his nee and see what happened, it looked like this:
I gave the cut nee to Cayden and shut his bedroom door-barely escaping without cracking up. Brandon and I waited and it took only a second before we heard, "Mom, Mommy, Mommy, new nee, new nee, mommmy" So I went in there and he showed me his nee and said, "look rip, ugh, funny nee, new nee" I was laughing so hard at that point. He was not going to be happy with this nee and cried for awhile, so we decided we should try and cut a more inconspicuous part of another nee. The new cut was just a vertical slice without actually removing any part of the nee and it looked like this:
(see the slit between my fingers? You can only see the slit when it's pushed together)
I gave the cut nee to Cayden and shut his bedroom door-barely escaping without cracking up. Brandon and I waited and it took only a second before we heard, "Mom, Mommy, Mommy, new nee, new nee, mommmy" So I went in there and he showed me his nee and said, "look rip, ugh, funny nee, new nee" I was laughing so hard at that point. He was not going to be happy with this nee and cried for awhile, so we decided we should try and cut a more inconspicuous part of another nee. The new cut was just a vertical slice without actually removing any part of the nee and it looked like this:(see the slit between my fingers? You can only see the slit when it's pushed together)He didn't like this one either, b/c the suction is different, but when he asked for a new one I explained that it was his new one and offered him the cut off one. Every time he settled on the slit nee, but was never quite satisfied. Which I figured was good. We figured we'd let him go a few nights and then slit it some more.
He went a couple of nights with crying before going to sleep. Not a long time, I'd only let him cry for 15 minutes then go in and sit/talk with him and then leave. I had to do that twice on Saturday night (which was the worst it got) but both grandma's were there and they didn't make the evening any easier! :) Then he started going to bed without crying, but he talked longer than usual and his naps were shorter.
Today is Wednesday and he had 2 different friends over so his nap was very late 4:00pm. When I went to lay him down he said, "no nee" I said, "you want a new nee?" and he said, "no nee-rip" so as I laid him into his crib I asked if he wanted his ripped nee ( I wanted to be sure I was understanding him) he said, "no, more water" so I got him some water and he took his nap!
Tonight we had Brandon's cousins over and they played with Cayden until 9:30pm, I put him to bed without his nee, he didn't even ask for it and he went to bed pretty good. I think he's realized it's not satisfying anymore so why bother. Which is kind of sad in a way, but I do hope it means it's no longer an issue.
I don't want to say anything just yet, so stay tuned for further word on what this could mean:)
"Nee"
Note: This is a long post for my benefit in the future, you will probably find it boring:)
Cayden has always called his pacifier a "nee" not sure why, but regardless the name stuck.
I had no problem letting him use his nee in the beginning because I realized that I was going to be his pacifier or I could let him have a NUK. I chose the pacifier because nursing every 2 hours was about to "do me in" as it was.
Fast forward 2 years (WOW Time Flies!)He still has his pacifier, but only at nap/night time, in fact that was really the only time he's ever had it, except for the first couple of months. Cayden has always gone to bed wonderfully. You give him his blanket and nee and he is out without a fuss. (I tried taking his nee away around 1, but he cried and cried, and I didn't want to ruin a good thing with how easy he went to bed, so I let him have it.)
For the last few months I've been telling Cayden that when he turns 2 he will be a big boy so he will have to throw away his nee. On his birthday he said, "yuk throw it away" and so I let him throw his nee into the trash can (we were at my cousin Wade and Michelle's b/c we were going to the zoo for his birthday) as we left he wanted his nee and wanted us to stop so he could go back and get it. It was sad, but he did well. He went all day without a nap b/c he didn't have his nee and then cried for a loooong time that night. I finally gave him the nee when he started to calm himself by putting his fingers in his mouth. I'd rather him have his nee longer then have him suck his fingers, b/c those can't be taken away.
Then the other day, my friend Sarah said her son Levi had gone a few days with out his Nuk and I thought it was great she was doing it now, b/c he'd just get more attached later. I realized the same was probably true for Cayden too. So that day I tried to take his nee away at his nap. I thought if he laid with me it would soften the "blow." I told him he was a big boy and only babies needed nee's and he said, "no, Cayden baby, Cayden need it" and then he just cried and looked at me with big pleading eyes and said, "pleeeaaase" (while signing the word too, as tears streamed down his chubby little cheeks). That's where I caved.
If I knew it was unsafe/unhealthy for him to have his nee it would have been easier for me to be stronger, but I wasn't sure I wanted to make him go through all that b/c he went to bed so easily. I wanted to make sure I wasn't just taking it away b/c I was afraid of what other people would think, but that it was actually for his own good.
So when Brandon got home we talked about our options and how we were going to go about helping Cayden get rid of his nee. My friend Sarah had mentioned how she heard of some people cutting the Nuk a little at a time so it wasn't the same suction or something. The idea stuck and so we decided to do that. I'll explain how that went in another post.
Cayden has always called his pacifier a "nee" not sure why, but regardless the name stuck.
I had no problem letting him use his nee in the beginning because I realized that I was going to be his pacifier or I could let him have a NUK. I chose the pacifier because nursing every 2 hours was about to "do me in" as it was.
Fast forward 2 years (WOW Time Flies!)He still has his pacifier, but only at nap/night time, in fact that was really the only time he's ever had it, except for the first couple of months. Cayden has always gone to bed wonderfully. You give him his blanket and nee and he is out without a fuss. (I tried taking his nee away around 1, but he cried and cried, and I didn't want to ruin a good thing with how easy he went to bed, so I let him have it.)
For the last few months I've been telling Cayden that when he turns 2 he will be a big boy so he will have to throw away his nee. On his birthday he said, "yuk throw it away" and so I let him throw his nee into the trash can (we were at my cousin Wade and Michelle's b/c we were going to the zoo for his birthday) as we left he wanted his nee and wanted us to stop so he could go back and get it. It was sad, but he did well. He went all day without a nap b/c he didn't have his nee and then cried for a loooong time that night. I finally gave him the nee when he started to calm himself by putting his fingers in his mouth. I'd rather him have his nee longer then have him suck his fingers, b/c those can't be taken away.
Then the other day, my friend Sarah said her son Levi had gone a few days with out his Nuk and I thought it was great she was doing it now, b/c he'd just get more attached later. I realized the same was probably true for Cayden too. So that day I tried to take his nee away at his nap. I thought if he laid with me it would soften the "blow." I told him he was a big boy and only babies needed nee's and he said, "no, Cayden baby, Cayden need it" and then he just cried and looked at me with big pleading eyes and said, "pleeeaaase" (while signing the word too, as tears streamed down his chubby little cheeks). That's where I caved.
If I knew it was unsafe/unhealthy for him to have his nee it would have been easier for me to be stronger, but I wasn't sure I wanted to make him go through all that b/c he went to bed so easily. I wanted to make sure I wasn't just taking it away b/c I was afraid of what other people would think, but that it was actually for his own good.
So when Brandon got home we talked about our options and how we were going to go about helping Cayden get rid of his nee. My friend Sarah had mentioned how she heard of some people cutting the Nuk a little at a time so it wasn't the same suction or something. The idea stuck and so we decided to do that. I'll explain how that went in another post.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Ever heard of the saying...
Excercised like a dog...
Notes:
Cody, here is the video you requested earlier.
My mom tried to teach Cayden to say GRandma instead of just mamma, so we would say Grr Mamma and hoped he'd put them together. He didn't. Now he just says GRR Mamma, you can hear him say that's who taught him this exercise:)
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Day with (Great Grandma) Joan
I was doing a garage sale the other day and Cayden went to spend some time with Brandon's grandma Joan. For whatever reason, Cayden calls her Joan-no grandma, just Joan. Everyone else is "mamma" he can't say grandma (although my mom has tried to teach him grrr amma, it usually just sounds like he is growling "grrrrrr mamma")
Anyway, they planted and watered a bunch of flowers and she even let Cayden carry the water jug. He loves his "Joan" and being outside. I had a great sale and he had a great time. I love having family around!
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