Snow Day

Well, not really. Hank was out of school today anyway for teacher inservice, but it did snow a few inches last night so we woke up to a winter wonderland. Mike fired up the snowblower, which had seen very little usage last winter since our driveway in Maine was so long we had to hire someone to come plow us out with a truck. Hank was out with his trusty snowshoes at 8:30am, but was back in by 9am remarking, "Its kind of cold out there." So we took Hank to get his haircut (I made Georgie watch, saying things like this the whole time: "Wow! Look at your big brother get his hair cut so nice! He's not hitting or kicking anyone! What a big boy!" Georgie just looked at me like, whatever woman. I hate this place.) Then we went to Target and came home and baked cookies, which is my favorite snowy-day activity.

Yesterday Georgie had his 18-month checkup. He's still in the 15th percentile for both height and weight, which is impossible to believe considering the kid eats like a horse. He charmed the doctor and nurse with his little vocabulary skills, and then we got the binky lecture. In our defense, we have been trying lately to dump the bink during the day. Yesterday he went pretty much the entire day without it, except for his nap. Mike suggested just going cold turkey with it both at night and during the day. "Are you nuts???" I asked him. I NEED that binky at night. The daytime is pretty easy, although it makes it harder when Georgie points up to the sink (a.k.a. the Binky Wash) and pleads, "Binky! Biiiiiiiiinkyyyyyyyyyyyy!"

We also got the potty-training talk. I just kept thinking, wow, that seems really early, but I guess we did bust out the potty chair for Hank at this age. It was a year later before he was actually potty-trained. Come to think of it, he still doesn't flush the potty every time, but I'm thinking that's more because of his gender.