Monday, September 21, 2009
MASCARA MASCARADE
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Have you ever wondered why? I suppose everything happens for a reason...
Have you ever remembered random dates? Dates that seemingly meant nothing at the time?
April 18, 1998. I was 15 years old and I going to a church dance...I remember the day so clearly. Perhaps one of the things that I remember with most clarity is seeing this boy that I don't remember ever seeing before then. He asked me to dance and just like that...it ended - just as quickly as it began. I remember my nerves, I had no idea what to say. I was caught up on how absolutely perfect he was. Nothing came from it except for quite possibly the world's largest crush. As with any crush, I would get butterflies at the mention of his name, those butterflies would exponentially increase if I saw him and even more if we spoke. It's funny but mind has seemed to absorb the details of every occurrence, the good, the bad and the awkward (which pretty much sums up all of our encounters).
There was this one night that he called me from Hawaii...Hawaii!!! It was forever away, I never in a million years was expecting the call and the "moment" that I heard his voice was the exact moment that my brain shut off, I had to remind myself of the most basic principles of life...BREATH. Once I got that down the nerves came flooding in. "Don't say anything stupid", "I can't believe he is calling me", "AHHHH!!!", "Don't say anything stupid!!!!"
Then there was September 23, 2000. I spent the night at my friend's house and her older brother was there. He was gorgeous. We played a game of basketball on his little brother's little tykes basketball hoop. At some points I thought that there was flirting, but I am sure that I concocted that in my head. That night when I went to sleep I remember gabbing with my friend telling her that her brother was so cute and perfect and if I were lucky I would find someone like him to date. The next night there was a party, and he talked to me for a long time. Odd timing for a party for him because it was his sister's birthday.
September 24, 2000. I got a ride home from my friends brother...It was beautifully awkward. I never wanted it to end but at the same time I was keeping tally and figured that it should probably end soon, I hadn't completely humiliated myself yet. YET!!!
December 10, 2001. I was at the Stake's Christmas Cantata. I spoke with one of my friends' dad and he was insistent that I agree to talk to his son. I half-heartedly gave him my information to pass on. I got my first speeding ticket that night. My brother Eric was visiting and he was making fun of me the entire time.
October 6, 2002. Stake Conference. I ran into a guy that I had known for a while but that was it. He was just an acquaintance/friend. He was really cute but maybe a little too cute. I went over to his house, we walked around his neighborhood , jumped on the trampoline, and laid out under the stars talking. IT WAS FREEZING. I know that is so weird coming from me. I remember that as we walked up the gravel roads that I would run into him, not always on purpose, but I was cold and I secretly wanted to be as close as I could.
Isn't it funny how you meet so many people that affect your life in silly little ways and that dates stick with you? Isn't funny how something that was so seemingly impossible turns into reality. Had I known on April 18, 1998 that I would dance with that boy again on August 30, 2003, would I have been so nervous? If I would have know that those conversations would be the same type of conversation that kept me awake at night, would I have been so critical of everything that came out of my mouth, would I have been so worried about saying something stupid? How would I have known that the information I gave to my friends dad would have been happily received and used? If I would have known that I would live the rest of my life walking by his side I may have ran into him a few more times...ON PURPOSE!.
Scott, I love you!!!! Happy Anniversary: Thank you for so many memories and for the promise of a lifetime full of more memories.
Friday, August 28, 2009
8/28/9 - Some reasons why I love Fridays!!!!
I had to go to a Medicare Conference today for work over by the airport. Registration was at 7:30 so I had to leave a earlier than usual. We forced ourselves to get out of bed, 15 minutes later than we had originally planned, and I started getting ready, I probably should have allotted a little more time to get ready because I left Scott to fend for himself in getting the kids ready. Before I left Beckett stripped down to nothing, put his basketball potty seat on the potty, climbed on to the side of the tub, did a balancing act on the ledge of the toilet seat, strategically placed himself properly on the seat and WENT POOP!!!! He was so proud of himself, and immediately proclaimed that he wanted to wear undies. Good news, RIGHT? Well, almost, you see the "undies" that he wanted to wear was actually a spiderman swim diaper. No problem, right? In order to answer that we have to discuss swim diapers.
Have you ever wondered what their purpose is and why they don't bulge like a normal diaper. Last Sunday, while attending my niece's joint birthday "swim" party, I found the answer to both of these questions. We got out of the pool and went up to eat pizza and Ice Cream Cake (one of my favorite things in the world). I was holding Monroe and then all of a sudden my shirt was wet, I didn't realized that Monroe was still wet...that is probably due mostly to the fact that only moments before realizing that Monroe was wet, she wasn't. That's right she peed on me. YAY for all the joys of Motherhood!!!!! About 10 minutes later Beckett must have had to use the restroom, because there he stood, with that look of relief as he peed in his "diaper" and it went all over the floor, subsequently, there I was, cleaning up more bodily fluids because apparently I have still not met my lifetime quota (I know, slightly unbelievable, right???) So there are the answers!!! The reason that swim diaper don't bulge in the water is because they are not absorbent (AT ALL), their only purpose, as far as I can tell is to provide a barrier between a child and water, in the event that something other than liquid is discharged from said child. --Back to this morning-- Like I said Beckett insisted on wearing his spiderman swim "diaper". I knew it could only end in...well, you know. As I left I asked Scott to try and convince Beck to put on an actual diaper.
I went to go pick up Beckett and Monroe from Klixi's, one of my absolute most favorite times of the day. When I got there Beckett was wearing a diaper and a shirt. Right then I knew that Scott had been UNSUCCESSFUL. I chuckled. We may be in trouble if he remains so obstinant. Then I picked up Monroe to put her in her carseat and she was so genuinely HAPPY she started patting me on the back and then she grabbed my little face in between her little hands and goobered my face, with a giant open mouth kiss. It is utterly amazing to me how something as simple as wanting to wear undies or a pat on the back can melt a heart so completely?
Thursday, August 13, 2009
DEER CREEK CAMPGROUND 7/31 - 8/2
Scott, Ben & Marc AHH!!! The good ole' outdoors in southern Missouri. We have finally hit a time in our lives where we can relax, a little. We were supposed to go boating with Shannon and the fam but there was a tube that busted..I don't really know the specifics, because lets face it, Shannon told me and I don't think she knew what she was talking about...but thanks to Michelle being so insistent that we go camping and her determination to find a place, our weekend was salvaged. She found a campsite in SO-MO that floated the Black River. Michelle and Marc took care of everything, food, campground, float details...We couldn't/wouldn't have been able to do it without them. The campground was great it had water on site and just up the road was hot running water, clean toilets and electricity. More props to M&M they were so very patient with me as I packed what I thought I would need, at the last minute. However, Marc & Scott took turns poking fun at me and what I considered "a necessity". I will have you know that I used EVERYTHING that I brought and they were all necessary, especially all of my yummy munchies. :)
Marc grabbed one of his parents tents for the Munson's and it was...mini. We had some good laughs while Scott & Marc set it up for them and even more when Ben & Becca got there. They are pretty "outdoorsy" people so they didn't mind at all that their sleeping arrangements were going to be "cozy".
Friday night we made some super great foil dinners and sat by the fire. *** just as a side note, just because there are a wide array of spices available does not mean that you need to use all of them. They won't get their feelings hurt if you skip them***
The Girlies 
We found a little sand bar so we decided to stop and eat, it started to rain so we chilaxed for a little while, but then it started coming down a little harder. We had 2 options. Sit and wait it out, and run the risk that we might have canoe to the pick up place in pouring down rain and possibly lightning or we could make our way to the pick up point while it was raining lightly, and then sit on the shore there. We decided to make our way there. 
It was cold and rainy, which made it more cold. And a little more miserable. But all in all we were all in high spirits....
Well, that was until we came upon the smiley face and then completely over analyzed what our directions were. There was shore line but there was a pretty significant incline. We figured that this couldn't possibly be the real pick up point and that the man told us that once we see the smiley face we go just around the turn and the pick up spot is there...Apparently, there was discussion but Scott and I were resolved in thinking that this wasn't where we were getting picked up and there were some drunk people talking to Scott telling him where the other pick up points were-In case you didn't know, Scott has very little tolerance for people giving unsolicited advise-So, we kept on going not realizing that Michelle really wanted to stop. The long and the short of it is that we missed the pick up point. We kept hoping that we would see another pick up point. Finally, we came upon a truck that had a canoe trailer. So we all got out and Scott and Ben called out campground and they said that they would come and get us. It was only like 3 so we had gone 10 miles in 4 hours.... WAY TO QUICK. We were so grateful that they were going to come and get us. Well, that gratitude soon turned into this...
Apparently, we were at the "SECLUDED CAMPGROUND" and it was just that--secluded. Nothing going on, nothing around. Except for a bomb shelter looking port-a-potty, and the little home of the owners.... We were there for HOURS. Waiting for our campground to come and get us. We thought they were on their way but apparently they started to pick up the other floaters. Early. So we had to wait until the last load had already made it back to camp. So sometime around 6 (I think, nobody had any way to tell the time, well, except for their boy scout skills, so like I said nobody knew what time it was) the bus came to the camp ground they loaded the 3 pelicans into the back and off we went. The driver was not very friendly at first, I think he was trying to make us feel bad that we missed the pick up point. I just wanted to tell him that we know, there is nobody more upset than us. The worst part of the whole thing is that between the 6 of us we were probably the 6 most educated people and we didn't have a drop of alcohol in our systems. It was a little embarrassing. I think that might have been our saving grace. When we got back to the DCC the owner was out on the deck waiting. He looked like he was about to punish us, but when he realized that it was an honest mistake and that we were all completely sober, I think he felt bad...I don't know but he was really nice. He even said to come back next year. That is another story...
Things I was grateful for:It could be worst (GAME)
Food
Water
Gatorade
Good friends
Good Company
Grapes
a Camera
Shade
Towels
the pelican with built in Ram X-cel
When the guy says that the get out spot is by a smiley face, regardless of whatever logic you are attempting to use...GET OUT AT THE SMILEY FACE!!
Bring a watch
Always have bug spray when you are in the great outdoors
Try to float to your campsite
DON'T GO CAMPING!!!!
*Michelle I am half joking on that statement
We were all very excited to be back to our campground
We were also very excited for some good ole camp cooking by Mr. Maddox. Even though they didn't say it, too many times, there was nobody happier then Ben & Becca when they got into their car to head back home. Don't worry guys you won't be uninvited :)
On our way home we stopped at a flea market. It was a great time. We just took our time and found some great finds. Such as: a baseball glove, brand new girl shoes $.50 a pair, a catcher's mask, MO belt buckles, a bath seat, the Happy Anniversary figurine, a personal port-a-potty, a xylophone...there was so much more but so little time..I know we will get another oppurtunity. Thank you M&M for enjoying some of the little joys of life with us.
We got home and apparently a town of bugs dined on our bodies/blood. We were eaten alive. OH how those little buggers itched. This is one of the reason's that I will never be left in the outdoors without spray. Also, maybe th reason that I will never go campiopng again. But then again it might be like deciding that you want another baby, giving birth and being pregnant...you forget all the negative. I guess we will see in a year. Until then.
Collective Soul Concert - 8/10/09
Beckett @ Walmart - 8/12/2229
Sometimes I don't feel very productive and I feel like I can't get things done with the kids. I decided to suck it up, take the kids and go to Wally World to pick up a few things that I needed: laundry detergent, starch, diapers, storage containers, deopderant for Beckett (he is obsessed, but I didn't want him to use anti-perspirant so we got some good old fashioned deoderant...he loves it, pictures to come)
We decided to go the garden center and avoid the mess at the front of the store. On our way out B saw the sprinkler and asked if he could play in the water. He had been such a good boy that I didn't think it would do any harm. He was so cute running up and down the aisles and when the water would hit him he giggled and ran the other way.
The biggest downfall with getting wet is Beckett HATES wet clothes. He thinks that he needs to take it off immediately. Hence his attempt at disrobing in the Walmart parking lot. No worries though, the good people at Walmart were spared from a random naked boy spotting. I can't say the same for our neighbors.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monroe's 1st "Actual" Banana - 7/25/09
We bought these little contraptions when Beckett was a wee lad and he never really used them. In fact, he used on of them for approximately 1 minute. He didn't like chewing on the blue netting. Monroe is a beast of another color and she could care less what obstacles stand in the way between her and food. I didn't think she would catch on as quickly as she did.
The only bad thing is cleaning them. They are disgusting and it is extremely difficult to get all of the mushed up bananas out of that fine netting.
Taking Out the Trash
Beckett is growing up so fast. I am not sure where the time has gone. Everything seems like it was just yesterday. I do however, feel myself getting older and the realization that my baby is growing up is more evident when I try to remember exact details, but can't. There are only blurry rememberances . It is at that point that I sit back and really take note of how much time has passed. My heart feels sad and then I look at all of the wonderful memories and feelings that I have and feel a little better but I really would like to push rewind and go back to some of those precious firsts.
A week ago I was taking the trash out to the curb and Beckett was insistent that he help me. So, he grabbed one side of the trash can and we drug it up the drive way, only to return to the bottom to grab the recycling bin. Once we put the containers, where they ultimately belonged, we went through the house to grab the loose ends. I had some more cans and such that needed to go in the recycling bin, so Beckett, with confidence grabbed the basket, went out to the curb and dumped the basket into the bin. He was so resolved that he had done it all by himself. I asked him if he needed help and he would say " NNNNOOOO mama".
8/13/09 - Yesterday Beckett had a incident of diarrhea so he came home in a diaper and his clothes came home in a baggy. I had put the baggy by the laundry. Beckett brought it up to me and I told him that it was yucky and that I had to take care of it. I didn't think anymore of it...We were almost ready to leave for work so Beckett and Scott walked outside, I heard a dragging noise, but couldn't figure out what it was. When Monroe and made our way to the car, some of my questions were answered. Apparently, Beckett thought it was trash day so he brought the recycling bin up to the curb. Scott, quickly put everything back but as he was walking up the driveway with the little blue bag, containing his clothes. When I told Beckett that the clothes were yucky and that I would take care of it, he decided to take matters into his own hands and took the bag threw it in the trash (outside) and then brought the bins up so that the trashmen could take them away.... I love that kid...
DADDYTIME!!!!
How do you teach your children that they shouldn't draw on themselves, when their father does it for them?
Look at him showing off his art work?!?!?!
Concoctions -
Riddle: How do you get your child to eat a full serving of fruits and dairy.
A: Name him Beckett
The other day Beck asked if he could have some applesauce. He is a great eater so I quickly obliged. When I came back into the room he had taken a giant handful of shredded cheese and mixed it in with his applesauce and was loving every bite.
A: Name him Beckett
The other day Beck asked if he could have some applesauce. He is a great eater so I quickly obliged. When I came back into the room he had taken a giant handful of shredded cheese and mixed it in with his applesauce and was loving every bite.
So much for chicken burritos...
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Yet Another Attempt of Beckett Dressing himself...
Both feet in one pant leg and his body through the head hole???
Monday, July 20, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
VENTING?!?!?!?!
Sorry I guess I just didn't think through my last post before publishing it. I didn't know how I was feeling. I felt trapped by my inability to see just one side. Scott and I are not having marital problems. Scott is an amazing husband.
The post was about a person who has recently been swept into our life. I am just not sure what I am thinking or feeling on the subject. There are A LOT of mixed emotions and even though Scott and I communicate well, I feel like there is a inconsistency or void, but I might just be reading into it. Apparently, I don't have enough drama. Sorry to create any un-needed DRAMA!!! :)
Friday, July 17, 2009
I don't know how I am supposed to feel right now.
I wish I could get over all of my stupd insecurities but I can't...it is ridiculous.
I know that it shouldn't bother me and I try to convince myself that it doesn't but...it does.
It sucks always seeing things from the other side.
I get so confused.
What am I supposed to be thinking about this whole situation?
I just want to cry, but I don't want Scott to see because he will feel guilty, then angry, then ... I don't know.
It would just be easier if it just went away or if we could have 2 months like the 2 we just had (maybe more).
But see here is the dilemma, I don't know if I really feel that way.
Is it important to him?
Is he telling me one thing and thinking another, so that I don't get hurt or so that he is not exposed?
It might be making things worse.
Why are there 2 things being said?
Why can't we just say what we feel?
Why are we so afraid to "possibly offend" someone who you don't care if they a part of your life?
What is the most important thing here?
I need to focus on that.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Swimming, Swimming
Swimming Swimming
In a swimming pool. When days are hot and days are cold, in a swimming pool.
Breast Stroke
Side Stroke
Fancy Diving, too.
Now don't you wish that you could have a swimming pool.
In a swimming pool. When days are hot and days are cold, in a swimming pool.
Breast Stroke
Side Stroke
(Camp Song from what seems like forever ago)
Creepy -
OK so maybe you can't tell but this precious little baby is SLEEPING. That's right she sleeps with her eyes open. Not all the time but occassionally. It is SO WEIRD!!!!
Here are some random pictures & stories from the month of May & June
We were bored. Sorry no great story...No great picture. It is what it is.
Scott & I were on our way to a BBQ we were all just hanging out doing our own thing (in the car, not sure how much of your own thing you can really do, but we were) anyway, in mid-sentence we realized that Monroe wasn't making a noise, that always makes me nervous. When I turned around to check on her this is what I saw. The poor thing must have fallen asleep mid-playing. She was still holding on to her little toy. That's what you get for staying up all night.
Shoes
Socks (sometimes)
A mess
any type of suitcase, lunch box, back pack, pretty much anything he can fill with whatever he desires
Some of Beckett's new Tricks:
Scott's Law School Graduation
The months preceeding Scott's Graduation were jam packed with excitement (a hint of sarcasm was used while making this statement). I just wanted to recap a little:
Spring Break
3/8/09-3/16/09
Drive down to STL and look for houses.
Look at >30 houses in 3 days
Find house that we are in love with
Put an offer on said house
Have an inspector come and tell us everything that is wrong (not TOO much)
Stupid seller's realitors
Say goodbye to house
A week later:
Said house back on table along with another house that we have never seen
Make a super important decision
Put another contract on the house
Lots of back & forth between both parties
Settled on a terms of Contract
Have to close 4/2/09; 1 1/2 months sooner then we wanted to close
4/1/09
Drive back down to STL
4/2/09
Final walk-thru
Forgot check for closing costs in IL
Go get check
Meet Keith @ house (a lot of nail biting going on)
Close: Thanks to a lot of work by Mandy and Joe
Previous owner not moved out
LOWE'S
Father-in-Law & Hubby ready to kick him out and start digging in to all of our projects
8 pm - FINALLY start on projects
4/3/09-4/5/09
Voltz Electric
!!!WORK on House!!!
GO Home to MI
-Any and all time in between were spent packing & studying-
4/25/09-5/04/09
Beckett, Monroe & me go back to STL with Nona (Mom, Thank you for coming to get us on your day off)
Work on House
5/13/09
Scott's last final
5/14/09
Pick-up Moving Truck
Keith & Susan fly in
5/15/09
Scott's Graduation
PACK!!!!!!
5/16/09
PACK
Load the TRUCK
BYE Michigan it has been a great 3 years
DRIVE
Stay the night in a hotel
5/17/09
DRIVE
Unload the truck with lots of help
Return the truck
Eat a homecooked meal
Scott register for BARBRI
5/18/09
Scott starts class 6 days a week
6/1/09
Scott starts work
6/8/09
Faith starts work
WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK
7/4/09
Scott stops working to STUDY FULL TIME
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
WORK
I have been negligent of my blog lately, I don't have a great excuse but there is a reason. The last few months have been a whirlwind of activities, emotions, changes, moves...I am not sure what my exact stance is on how I am handling it. I haven't sat down and dissected it but I know that I feel like I am losing days, weeks and now, as sad as it is, months.
We are still alive. Beckett is maturing more and more every day. Monroe is growing like a weed. We don't have insurance right now so I have no idea how big she is, all I know is that she is 9 month clothes, that is huge to me. Beckett was wearing 9 month clothes at a year.
Scott is doing...well he is doing...Maybe that is not the way to start this. Scott is running himself into the ground. He is working during the day and going to class at night 6 days a week and studying in between. Fortunately for us, he likes us and makes a point to spend quality time with his family.
I don't want to wish my life away, but I will be glad once the bar is finished.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
I am really behind on blogging. I am afraid that I might start forgetting some of the things that I want so desperately to remember. I know that I need to get better but it is hard.
I started work last Monday and it has been one giant case of deja-vu. Things are so familiar yet foreign. I called over to the Fairview Heights office, without thinking I picked up the phone and started dialing a number. When I realized that I wasn't thinking, I stopped and asked the girl I sit by if it was the right number and it was...I haven't dialed that number for almost 3 years and yet my fingers knew what to do. I love being back. I love my boss(es) they are great, I feel so blessed that I am able to go back to such a wonderful company. It has made going back to work easier. My heart did break on Monday. I had forgot a pump so on my lunch break I drove to Michelle's to feed Monroe and as I was leaving Beckett started to cry and kept begging me to take him with me. It tugged at my heartstrings and I couldn't help but cry as I drove back to work. I am excited to get into the groove of things and feel productive again.
Spaghetti Anyone???
Sunday, May 31, 2009
The craziest thing just happened. Scott and I were sitting in the back yard, relaIxing, as we watched Beckett pick nerds off of the gound (judge us if you will). We noticed that the normal bird chirping increased and was getting louder. Then all of a sudden there was a HUGE flock of birds that ran into the side of our house, we looked up and there was a hawk, the flock of birds was chasing the hawk. It was crazy, seriously like 25 birds chasing 1 big bird. After they flew back into the trees, still making a rucus, Scott looks up and notices that the little bird nest that sat in the elbow of our gutter was missing. I went and looked and it seems as if the hawk came for the nest on purpose. I saw the little nest; immediately, I looked for the little eggs and I saw one. It was horrible. I got sick. Just as Scott was coming over to look at everything I saw another broken egg. That egg was worse than the one before. I am so sad for our little mama and papa bird that guarded that nest day in and day out. I am amazed that so many birds attacked the hawk the was vandalizing the neighborhood.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
HONEY WE'RE HOME!!!!!
We have officially made it back to St. Louis. I have a ton to post but we don't have internet yet, (I borrowed my mom's laptop and my sister's internet) they are coming out on Wednesday to install the cable line and internet so maybe I'll do something then.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
LESS THAN 2 DAYS?!?!?
Scott said that he is going to pick up the moving the truck tomorrow at noon and if everything goes according to plans we will be on our way within 48 hours of that.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Okay, I know that the majority of people could care less but I wanted to document this. On the 15th of this month it will be 4 months since I gave birth and I can officially fit into my skinny jeans!!!! YAY!!!
That being said Scott & I are starting a new work-out regimen. Maybe you've heard of it...P90X. We just received the package a few days ago and we are really excited to see how it works. It will be interesting to see if both of us can get what we want out of it.
READY FOR SCHOOL... ALREADY?!?!?
Where did he get that from? Who told him that once you put your back pack on that you get on a bus? Well, I don't want any of that, he is already growing up too quickly. I told him no and that he had to stay with me.
He sat there for a moment and then said "PLANE??"
Again I answered with no. To which he said "I want NONA!"
"But I want you"
BIKE???
He really wants to get out on his own. How do I make it stop?
C is for COOKIE
B is for Beckett
And A is for An Absolute Addiction which resluts in An Angelic face covered in CHOCOLATE
Friday, May 8, 2009
April 7th - Check-Up
We took monroe to her dr appt today. She weighed 13lbs 10oz. And she had to get 3 shots.
Beckett was such a cute big brother. He pulled the stool over to the table and monitored the nurses every action. After all was said and done he looked at me to confirm that Monroe indeed, had an owie. He then leaned over and kissed both of her little legs, where all the band-aids laid. On the way out he grabbed a little sticker and put it on her cheek.
OWIE!!!!!
We decided to go to IKEA on the way home from the airport. The day wouldn't be complete without Beckett hurting himself. He was sitting on some lawn furniture and fell off...I don't know but what I do know is that it is the story of his life. He is 100% BOY.
I LOVE the look on his face.
I LOVE the look on his face.
Mommy & Monroe
Monroe is starting to stand (with assistance). She can hold all of her own weight now she just needs to work on her balance
I can't believe how quickly she is growing. Less than 4 months ago she was in my belly trying desperately to push through my side.
Interesting...
When Beckett was in the NICU he loved his binky. He would suck on it so hard that you could hear him from across the room. The nurses would all say that he was going to suck the tip right off. That all changed once they let him eat. After that he refused to take a binky. I mean he would give it a chance, take 2 sucks and then when nothing came out he would spit it out. I tried. I wanted him to have something to calm him but there was nothing I could do to make that rubber nipple attractive to him.
Apparently, all I needed to do was to have a baby and tell Beckett that the binky belonged to her. He LOVES her binkies. 
Truth be told Monroe really isn't a binky baby either. I suppose the up side is that I won't have to ween her unless we have another baby ....
which is not in the plans for a while.
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