Mylestones

Soon, Myles will be two. On January 25th to be exact. We have arbitrarily set that mylestone as the paci-cut off date. On the one hand, it feels extreme to cut him off cold turkey from something that helps him calm down when he's upset, helps him fall asleep, and keeps him from putting all kinds of toys in his mouth. He loves his "paci" and it feels kind of mean spirited to plot and plan to take them away. (Btw, taking them away means cutting the tip of each one and calling them "broken") On the other hand, it just can't be good to have your kid sucking on plastic/silicone all the time. He wakes up sometimes in the middle of the night if it's fallen out of his mouth and he can't find it and cries for us. It is surely affecting his teeth and sometimes he tries to talk with it in and we can't understand him. He's going to be two, and it feels like now is the time to leave this habit behind. So today when he insisted on putting two in his mouth simultaneously, I thought, "you go, kid. Enjoy it while you can."

Other mylestones include a newfound love for clementine oranges (and when I say love, I mean eating four in a row and asking for "more!"); calling Seth and I "moppy" because it's just too much work to say mama and papi, the dreaded use of a word called "mine"; and lots of talking about babies, babies crying and "shh! baby."

We're hoping to get him into swim classes with Seth next month.