I think I’m going to start pronouncing all “j” words with a “y” sound.
Example: While I love my yob, I’d prefer to yoke about all day.
I just think that would be fun.
(Yes, this is what I think about.)
I also think about food all.of.the.time. It’s weird.
I hate salads.
Regarding shopping, I ordered some stuff for the ladies from Tea Collection and a dress I bought for Vivi lost its elastic after one washing. Of course I sent an email and they responded to me in LESS than a day and already offered to mail a replacement or give me a store credit. Good peeps. ADORABLE clothes that seriously all wash up well. (That dress was a lemon.) Buy from them.
Also about Vivi, I want to ANNOUNCE to all of you that my CHILD has given up her chups. (Pacifiers.)
Here she the morning after Night #1 Without A Pacifier. She woke up early and slept on the couch while I did Insanity. Bless her heart. She was exhausted from the SCREAMING* the night before.
This two-and-a-half-year-old who every night had rubbed a pacifier on her head, had one in her mouth and then rubbed her feet on a few pacifiers at night and at nap time — has now stopped.
Tuesday was Day #3 of cold-turkey pacifier detox and she didn’t.even.cry. at night.
Positive momentum in our house, guys. Positive momentum.
*Of course I feel badly about taking away Vivi Cake’s pacifiers. But our dental surgeon friend recommended that pacifier usage ceases at 2 years of age. The tongue needs to be on the top of the palette, not the pacifier. I can handle some crying now versus hefty [inevitable, I’m sure] orthodontic bills later.