Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

It has come to my attention that I need to write more frequently and maybe about some positive things too. I appreciate that advice, but did you know that blogging is real hard work?! Just when I think that it might be time to write another entry, I realize that I don't have anything interesting to say! Ha ha! But I am going to commit to writing once a week for those of you who are committed to reading, sometimes more often than I write.

First of all, let me say that there is no more beautiful sound in the world than that of your child's laugh! I guess hearing "I love you" from this same child will be up there, but we aren't quite there yet. Corinne laughed the other day and I wanted to melt. Unfortunately for Jay, he had to tickle her repeatedly, make high-pitched noises and make funny vibrations with his lips for about 5 minutes straight in order to draw this laugh out of her, but I'm not complaining! It just keeps getting better!

Jason and I had a very funny conversation the other day. We were talking about how we needed to take the binky from Corinne because it had become a "sleep prop" and she couldn't sleep without it. We literally had to get up from 3-10 times every night to put it back in her mouth when she woke up crying because she realized it was gone. We were hoping to hold out a few more weeks until she figured out that it was literally 4 inches from her mouth, but we decided that sleep was the better option for everyone. So, we were discussing our "plan of attack" against this enemy (the aforementioned binky) and I was telling him about all the advice and strategies I had read on BabyCenter and that it seemed that the best way to go was "cold turkey." Most of the people I had read about had more success with this method than by using the gum or the patch. Craziness, I tell you! Anyways, things went well and we are now binky-free for 2 days- hallelujah!

Another funny thing I realized the other day. In high-school and college, I was a VERY independent person. There are a lot of legitimate reasons for this and some really silly ones, but I did not like taking help from anyone and I did not need anyone's opinions and certainly not their criticism. Sometimes I was so independent that it put a strain on my dating relationship with Jason- I was stubborn, opinionated, and refused to ask advice or admit when I was wrong. Fast forward to 2008, the new me, post-baby. Last month at Target, I told Jason that he had to choose which paper towel and toilet paper brands to buy because it was just too stressful for me. Really? Toilet paper, stressful? I used to carry all of the grocery bags from the car at one time just to prove that I could do it myself; now I ask for help choosing an outfit for the day. I asked Jay the other day, "How did I go from obnoxiously independent to completely worthless?" Honestly! I am incapable of being on my own and making my own decisions. As a Young Life leader, Jason goes on many overnight/weekend trips with the kids and by the time he gets home, I am ready for a vacation! I am not saying this to put myself down, in fact, I actually think it is hilarious! God really has a way of smoothing out our rough edges, ya know?!

Thanks for reading! I hope this entry put a smile on your face!! If it didn't, here is a picture of Corinne to make it happen!