That's why I got up every hour last night, and spent most of the night awake between Mom and Dad- kicking and singing them songs- that's what my new brother is going to be doing to them...
That's also why I will no longer be distracted or consoled when I want my Binkie. I will cry until I get it, 10 seconds or half an hour, I'm up for it- that's what my new baby may do, so Mom and Dad need to be ready!
I'm even getting the infant car seat warm for him:)
This is serious business, and Mom needs all the support I can give her in this:) Baby Choo-choo is on his way. BUT, if he isn't here by Nana's birthday in January, then the gig's up, and he is never going to get here. Maybe they are just tricking me after all.
Here's the forefead shot from our nieghbor's Christmas party last night. I am not just a happy Christmas boy, I'm tough! maybe I'm a rhino? Dad thinks I'm a Christmas Darth Vader.Happy Christmas Week!
PS- Mary just told Mom, as the goodnight kisses were given in bed, that she is "feeling sick. Sick from hearing about choo-choos, and seeing choo-choos and talking about choo-choos." I can't imagine what she's talking about, we only play with choo-choo once every hour, and we haven't watched a Thomas show for at least 3 hours!
Merry Choo-choo dreams:)
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What is it with these 2 year olds and there binkies! Jon is determined to get rid of Ashlyn's before the baby comes. She is so fussy about them too. One week left, hurray!
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