This is a bad picture of Justin's pacifier, or pacifas as he calls it. We've been wanting to take it away from him since he was 18 months old but I told Dave he had to do it because it made me sad to think of taking something away from Justin that he loved so much. I know, I'm lame. Well last week Dave finally did it. He cut the top of the pacifier off so when Justin tried to suck on it it didn't quite give the same effect. Justin said it was broken. Of course he was upset but luckily it only took 2 nights and one nap time of screaming for a while to get him used to not having it. Of course now he wakes up at 6 in the morning sometimes and with nothing to suck on he is ready to get up for the day. Is it too late to give the pacifier back?!
Last week Dave volunteered to help out at Robyn's track and field day. That's him in the red shirt. He was such a proud Daddy. Robyn is quite the athlete and took home the blue ribbon in every competition that she was in, the 100 yard dash, hurdles, long jump and softball throw just to name a few. Robyn was so proud of herself and wouldn't let me hold her ribbons for her because she wanted everyone to see that she had all these blue ribbons. Great job Robyn!
Dave and I did make it to the Melting Pot last Friday. It was sooooo good. I can't remember the name of anything we got except for the dessert, dark chocolate raspberry. Mmmmm! I especially loved the Rice Krispies dipped in chocolate. It was also just nice to get out without any kids because that has rarily happened since Isabelle came along. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa Bradshaw for babysitting!