Last night I had my third birfday celebration with the girls (and my brother, he gets to come when the birfday girl is his sister or his wife) on my momma's side of the family. We went to Naan, which for all you non-Dallas-ites (and non-Plano-ites, I know for you Dallas folk that anything north of 635 requires packing an overnight bag) is a DELICIOUS sushi place, and had a FANTASTIC dinner. Best part? Half price drinks and rolls until 7pm. So we got there at 6:45 and placed a giant order of course! I had a great time.
And a BIG thanks to the Mister for staying home and watching C diddles and being SUPER strong on our first night of Mission CIO (cry it out). I haven't updated y'all on here but we've been having the HARDEST time breaking C of the swaddle. Truth be told we should of broken it a LONG time ago and that's why it's so tough but that's neither here nor there. Needless to say the next one will be broken of it by 3 months. Sheez. He did great, cried a lot at first (while I was gone, phew) and was out by the time I got home (8:30) and then started it again around midnight and gave it up by 1am (hardest thing EVER to sit and listen to your baby scream and only be able to give him his paci and comfort him for a few minutes). Then we both woke up SHOCKED at 7am this morning. I'm so proud of the little guy. And also glad he still loves me. I hope it's even easier tonight, wish us luck!
Happy weekend loverlies!!!
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