She's back. My beloved HP Slimline is back home where she belongs. I was never so glad to see a white delivery truck in my life (especially since they were 24 hours and 2 minutes late..but who's counting?) Now I can browse the Internet at my leisure, watch videos and hear my music, check my email, as well as upload pictures with ease. Life is good.
I have the best paci story. Let's see..Little Miss has been off the paci since Tuesday morning. Hasn't had it since. She asks for it pretty often, but I haven't given in. Bedtime is still a little rough, but each night it gets a little easier. Today, she had asked me for paci. I blew it off telling her she was a big girl. End of discussion. Literally 15 minutes later, she comes RUNNING into the bathroom where I happened to be (I swear I haven't peed alone in 4 1/2 years) screaming, "Momma, Momma, look! The Boy found my paci!" Sure enough, he had pulled a chair out from the wall and found one of her pacis. I just KNEW she was going to pop that baby in her mouth and we would be back at square one. She looked at me and said, "Can we give this to the baby?" I could not believe it! So then I was like what the he11 am I going to do with it? I finished what I was doing, ran to get an envelope (before she changed her mind) scribbled, "Baby Nicki" on the front, then we walked out to the mailbox to mail the paci to the baby. How great is that?!