The other day when Henry told me that when I grew up I “could be a daddy just like Jason”, my first thought was, “I can’t wait to put that in a post somewhere”.

And that’s when I realized that I love to write and such a huge part of me is missing when I don’t update my blog. So I am here picking up wherever and whenever I can and knowing that like a good friend, we can just pick up where we left off in high school.

Tight roll those jeans and let’s go.

Eliza Jane {Jane because it just goes; maybe like Matilda Jane? I don’t know… it goes} is a thumb sucker. The boys have both been big passy fans, so I’m not quite sure what to do with this little gal.  {Henry still has his passy to go to sleep and also has them hidden around the house and I know when he’s quiet that he’s off somewhere sucking that passy. He’s a sucka- a passy sucka.} She LOVES her thumb-y. And we happen to think that whatever she does is cute.

She sucks her thumb to go to sleep. She is not partial to a specific thumb- left, right, hers, yours- whatever. She sucks her thumb when she’s bored. She sucks her thumb to show you she cares {maybe}. She sucks her thumb in between bites of rice cereal. I have a theory that it’s a little salty and a little pinch is just all she needs to get by.

You get the idea- she’s a sucka- a thumb sucka.

Here’s my dilemma: it’s so stinkin cute now, but it’s not going to be that cute when the orthodontist hands me the bill. My dentist cousin told me at Christmas that they make some sort of device that they put in the roof of kids’ mouths now that scrapes their thumb or something similar if they suck their thumb. {This kind of torture is reserved for children who are older and need to break the habit somehow, I am assuming. Waterboarding your own child is the next step, I think.}

Obviously I don’t want to get to that level, but when do I stop thinking it’s cute and start pulling that chewed up thumb out of her mouth? Is there a rule about it? Clearly, I don’t follow said rules {since I just admitted my 3 year old hides passies}, but I need to know when to start feeling guilty about it. This is a whole new area of guilt-to-be for me.

*This picture completely and totally a picture of a picture from Eliza’s 4 month panel. Taken by the lovely and talented Melissa Tash, of course.

Thoughts, please {if anyone in the world is reading besides Melissa’s attorneys??}?