Cailyn has mastered a word - cookie. It was originally cute: every time she would pass through the kitchen, she would say in her cute little angel voice "cookie?". She was obviously good....we all gave in every.single.time. Well, then it became funny. Each time the pantry would open, no matter where she was, her little feet would come running, no longer asking for a cookie, but demanding "Cookie!". I stopped giving in, but Paul wouldn't. I found it was becoming a problem when I told her no one day, and she flopped on her belly kicking, banging the floor, and crying while panting the word over and over. Who would have thought I would have a 15 month old terror! The final straw came just last week, while in the grocery story, she screamed the word in every aisle we were in.
I never thought I would have to do the "cry it out" method over a cookie. The pediatrician's office said it would be a rough couple of days (um, yes, very!), but then the habit would be broken. Well, it is. She is perfectly satisfied with a few animal crackers after dinner. Occasionally, I will catch her looking at me with that coy smile as she walks by the pantry. Now, when I hear "cookie?" it is followed by a little giggle as she walks away.
Cailyn's lunch for tomorrow: peas and carrots, quartered grapes, chicken nuggets (diced), and mozzarella cheese. There are a few animal crackers in there, too. ;-)
Hailey's lunch for tomorrow: wheat thins, a cheese stick, goldfish, chicken nuggets (with a turtle pick), a container of ketchup, celery, grapes, vanilla pudding with sprinkles, and some Toy Story gummies.
