The Dowling Family: Our Little Thumb-sucker

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Our Little Thumb-sucker

We've never had a child that sucks their thumb before, so Garrison is our first. Once I saw that he enjoyed his fingers, I encouraged it. My friends who have thumb-suckers have told me I'm crazy (and I'm sure I am) to encourage this, but I think it is so cute. I love watching Garrison fall asleep with his thumb in his mouth. I'm sure when he's 5 or 6 and I'm having to buy a mouthguard or when he's even older and I have to pay big orthodontist bills I'll regret it, but right now I'm enjoying it. It also helps him to sleep through the night (a HUGE bonus).

3 comments:

The blogging Bakers said...: Ok, are you serious that Garrison is sleeping through the night? I wish. Cute pictures, he is getting so big.; September 11, 2008 at 11:05 PM
Joanna said...: he's so cute! yes it's cute now. and i think it's still cute sometimes when rebecca sucks her thumb. i'm trying not the think about the future bills too much!; September 13, 2008 at 7:23 PM
Rebecca said...: He is another adorable Dowling baby. Nothing sweeter than that picture of him sucking his thumb (I won't tell Craig).; September 28, 2008 at 6:24 PM

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Out of the Mouths of Babes

I was sitting on the floor today while Gabrielle danced around me singing songs. Scott started singing the "Push It" song. He was singing, "push, baby, baby, oh baby, baby" and was trying to get Gabrielle to sing it, too. She came over to Scott with her serious, scolding face and said, "we don't push babies!". Scott had to agree.
I asked Gavin at dinner tonight how he could eat his entire meal and not drink a thing. His response, "That's just my talent."
We asked Gabrielle the other day if she was ready to potty train, and she said "choo, choo!" and made the little hand signal like a train operator would.
I love hearing Gavin's prayers. Sometimes I'm not sure where he comes up with the things he says. He said the blessing on the food at dinner last night. The last thing he said in his prayer way, "bless that none of us have a heart attack." We all chuckled a little to ourselves.
We were at my parents' house last night for dinner where my mom had made roast for dinner. Gavin helped himself to seconds, and Grandpa saw him picking up the whole thing with his fork and taking bites from it. Trying to teach Gavin some manners, Grandpa asked him if he would like him to cut it. Gavin said, "no, I'm a barbarian."
Gavin came home from school one day last week and said, "I have good news, and I have bad news. The good news is (he then said something about school). The bad news is Riley and his family are voting for Obama!" He couldn't believe it.
My parents were watching the kids Friday night. Scott was finishing staining the deck while I was at a dress rehearsal at church for The Ten Virgins. My dad is a financial planner and was in Indianapolis Monthly this month. He showed the boys, and, of course, Gavin thought it was pretty cool. Dad asked him if he knew why he was in the magazine, and Gavin said, "Because you're a General Authority?"
We went to Apple Works yesterday and had a bonfire. We were going to cook hot dogs and s'mores. Grandpa C. drove down with us. On the way down, he said, "Are you looking forward to eating some weiners?" Gavin replied, "Grandpa, we don't say that. It's not appropriate."
We're driving in the car, and I told the kids that I wanted them to help with Gabrielle while I watched the last session of conference. Gavin was bummed because he said he wanted some peace and quiet. Grant said, "Don't you know you can't have that in our house. Our family is chaotic." I wonder where he heard that?