Two weeks

So, two weeks, no binkie. I guess it's safe to say you're officially done with it. I'm not sure why I'm not 100% thrilled about it. Probably a combination of wishing you didn't have to stop being a baby quite so fast, along with the fact that you're much more VOCAL without it. I like the talking, I do, but sometimes the volume is deafening. You were nowhere near this vocal with the binkie in your life. I'd still rather have it this way than not. And you usually respond appropriately when I remind you that I can't hear you when you yell, you need to speak to me in a normal tone. Yep, I'm one of those mothers.

Your birthday party's booked at Chuck E. Cheese's so I guess that's really happening. Yet another thing I'm not 100% happy with, but what can you do? I'm going to work on the invitations tonight, but realistically they probably won't go out until this weekend. Nothing like giving ample notice, eh?