Monday, July 20, 2009

Goodbye, Size 5 Diapers!!

Yes, it's true! He's finally potty-trained! Accident-free for 2 days now! I'm so excited! It was exhausting, but it looks like he's finally got it. Poop and pee are now being deposited in the bright green frog potty instead of my son's pants (which is, from what I've heard, a major accomplishment)! As of Friday afternoon, we were kissing diapers goodbye, regardless of accidents, they were not in the picture. So, after cleaning up a couple of messes, I baracaded my son into the kitchen since it's easier to wipe pee off linoleum (sp?) than carpet. He did amazingly well. So, I decided to take the baby gates down and let him watch Thomas the Tank Engine (he loves this show, plus each little story is only about 4 minutes long, so lots of chances to go potty). While standing in the living room watching the show, sipping on his juice, I ask him, "Is it time to go potty? You've had a lot of juice...it's probably ready to come out now."
"No pee," he replies. So I think to myself, "Okay. I'm not going to make him go sit on the potty if he doesn't have to go. The whole idea is for him to realize the feeling of having to go to the bathroom, and doing it." Not 30 seconds later, while still staring at the television, he pees on the living room floor. Aaaaaaagh! I was furious! I turned off the t.v., dragged him into the kitchen, popped him on the butt (for lying about not having to pee...don't judge me...I'm not pro-spanking, but sometimes [with my kid at least] it's the only way to get his attention!), and made him sit on the potty for 5 minutes. Then, after his five minutes were up, he had to take his wet shorts and underwear to the laundry, clean up the mess he made on the carpet, and practice running to the potty from every room of the house. From that point on, he was accident free, and has been going potty without being prompted or reminded! Hooray! Now...is 7-months too young to start the other one? I kid, I kid...

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Damn you, technology!

Grr...okay, so I didn't do that right. I'll try again.


SUCCESS!!! Enjoy.

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Okay, if I did that properly the above link should take you to a video of Paige STANDING UP in her crib. Yes, the monster is pulling herself up on everything now. Goodbye, peaceful days of being able to leave cups/remotes/books/etc. on tables...you'll be missed.
We finally got all our ducks in a row and are having the kids baptised August 2nd. It should be a good time as we're inviting everyone to our house for food and drinks after. Fingers crossed for good weather. Hopefully my mom will be able to come into town that weekend as well. That would be awesome! (No pressure, mom! Heehee!)
We tried putting Little Carl in big boy underwear the other day on a whim. We got the idea from the fact that when he's in a swimsuit (he can't wear those swimmy-diapers...he has a terrible allergic reaction and breaks out) he jumps right up and says he has to pee, then he pees like it's his job! So, I thought,"Hmm...maybe he's not telling me he has to pee because he knows he can pee in diapers." I had heard that losing the diapers can make some more stubborn kids uncomfortable enough to use the potty. So, we put on his Cars underoos and he was dry...for about 30 minutes. Then, he was so upset that he had to take off the wet underwear...it was pitiful! I'm thinking that this weekend I'm going to give that "Potty Training in Less Than 1-Day" method a shot. Wish me luck!

Monday, July 6, 2009

I swear, I don't beat my children!

You're probably looking at the title of this post and thinking,"What the hell is she talking about?" Well, my son is a 2-year-old boy in the fullest sense. He's covered head to toe in bumps, bruises, scrapes, etc. The kid is always outside, and he gets so beat up because the boy plays hard! My daughter has entered the stage where she's bored with crawling already, and has taken to pulling herself into standing as often as possible and on anything she can reach. Her latest attempts include a gliding ottoman, the dog, one of Carl's trucks...if you haven't noticed the trend yet, let me spell it out for you. All these things move, and she goes SPLAT face-first into said object, resulting in an interesting array of bruises, bumps, etc. on her poor little head. So, we all head out to Wal-Mart yesterday to grab a few things, and I swear, this one woman was looking back and forth from the kids to me, from the kids to Carl, and she got this look on her face like she wanted to call social services! I feel like I should buy a shirt that says, "My kids are just clumsy!" Ah, well...I'm sure people that have kids understand.