So time to get serious. We let little Meg cry it out last night. I tried not to time it, but I think it was about an hour and a half. I gave her Tylenol to be sure she would not be in teeth pain. Then the crying began. I went in about 3 times in the hour and a half to reassure her I was there. Finally she gave up. I didn't even swaddle her because now she can flip over with one arm out of the swaddle and I didn't want her not to have both arms to life her head. So it was a big change. She woke a couple of hours in to the night and cried about 5 minutes but I didn't have to go to her. Finally woke at 5:30, ate like a champ, and fell asleep again til 7:30.
The next day we decided to take advantage of Labor Day but not to get too crazy. Hit Breakheart. With Pip and Viv's bikes. It was very rough starting. Lots of hills and neither P or V were having it. Plus we turned the wrong way and were about a half mile into the loop when we realized the beach was the other way. I wasn't sure we'd make it. But then we just sort of rallied. Vivie swapped to Phil, I swapped to Pip and some how it worked.
I got Pip to learn how to ride the brakes down the big hills so he could actually enjoy that part ... so soon he was willing to push on up the hard parts to get to race down the hills. Here he is in action (and me behind with Meg in the stroller!)
http://youtu.be/QXq4e14jKqc
Finally we found the beach (well, pond beach!)!
Meg was all smiles in the stroller.
And there was an ice cream truck!
Afterwards we hit the Border Cafe for lunch/dinner. We sat in a noisy corner by the speakers so as not to disturb everyone. Got to video the cowgirl dance. Vivie coined it, and they both love it!
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