Thursday, July 7, 2011

Potty Training!


Ah potty training.

The preparation:

Me: Buying Thomas the train underwear, buying kid friendly carpet cleaner, buying stickers, printing out potty chart, getting the bathroom prepped, and pulling out all absorbent rags.

Noah: Nothing.

The training begins:

Me: Using said carpet cleaner, rags and stickers! Meaning Noah is a potty going success (only if naked, sigh, not so good for out of the house trips).

Noah: Going potty! Getting stickers! Enjoying the freedom of running naked around the house!

As for the rest of it...well that is taking a lot more patience. He does great at home but once we head out he has many accidents which then means many trips to the public washroom. But one step at a time! As for now we are cheering on his successes.

End Result:

Stickers for Noah. Patience training for Mommy and Daddy. A win win situation!!

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Wrestle Mania

And so it begins...




It's a whole bunch of fun until you get sat on. Looks like Noah won this match!

Sunday, June 26, 2011

The Switch

Proof!

A few nights ago our boys started sharing a room. And it went off without a hitch. And then night two came along, ugh...but they have surprised us with how well they do go down. Lights may go on and off, we may hear a bit of giggling, and some screaming, but for the most part night time is no different than usual. Yay!

Mornings are a different story. We are working on that one because no one in this household (Kelly and I) want to wake up at five. And who want's grumpy kids all day because they haven't slept? No me!

Friday, June 10, 2011

Bringing chubby back...

Oh how I love those chubby legs. Sorry Luke couldn't resist the photo op.



Super chub!

Thursday, June 9, 2011

A stinky post

So there comes a time in a parenting adventure where you begin to question whether or not this was something you had ever signed up for. That time for us is right now. We never imagined that our lives would be consumed with trying to get Noah to stop smearing his poop around our house. Why you might ask? Good question. Now I realize he is three and I should have been potty training him a while ago but I have waited. Mostly because I am petrified to do it. And this is the reason. I am not at all good with poop. If it's in the toiled fine. If its, ALL OVER MY HOUSE. Not okay.

Basically this is how it all plays out. Noah goes off somewhere out of sight. Usually at a fine time like me eating lunch. As I begin to wonder what he is doing he comes over, places his sweet hand, full of poop, on my arm and says 'Mama, poop.' Well I am sure that you can imagine my reaction. I had no idea that my voice could reach such high decibels. Then proceeds a long process of washing Noah up, cleaning Luke up if he happens to be in the way, cleaning the carpet/bedspread/couch/floor etc. where the poop happens to be. Then I sit in a corner crying. If I could bring myself to drink at 11 in the morning I am sure I would.

So what smart thing are we doing to prevent it? Well like any smart parent would we are forcing our child to wear 24 month onesies (there is no 3T onesie out there, we looked) with shorts and a belt on. If he can't get to it then there is no poop problem right? So if you see my child out and around town walking funny it's because we are making him wear his brother's onesies until he discovers that poop is gross. That is going to be a long, long time.

Oh and by the way when your child starts saying, Luke and eat, in the same sentence when there is poop about the house its best to ignore what he is saying. Because if I let myself go there I might need to be committed.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Blogging

Hmph. Is that even a word? I am no longer a good blogger, heck I was never even a great blogger. I just don't do it. And quite honestly I don't read blogs anymore. I should clarify I don't read blogs of people I don't know anymore. I used to have a long list on my google reader of craft blogs, cool people blogs, people who I will never meet but think their life is amazing type blogs. And I deleted. them. all. Starting afresh maybe? Not really, just really, really tired of reading blogs about people I don't know and feeling like how great their lives were compared to mine.

You know I have the stay at home mom with two busy boys who like things like toilets, cars and dirt kind of life. Not that I am throwing myself a pity party over it. Oh my no. I am extremely blessed. I just didn't need to be reading random people's blogs that ended with me going, oh if only... Honestly I don't need if only's or thoughts that I can be more amazing if I just blogged about how amazing I am.

So I have been thinking about blogging and whether I will continue with it or not. And after a long hiatus, a slight change to the blog layout, I am back. But with a different idea on why I blog.

It is to preserve a memory.

To write about our current events before they become a distant thought. And eventually I hope my kids will want to read what was happening in our lives circa early 2000's. To hear that they were in the 90th percentile their whole infant lives. That we owned a crazy dog for three months before returning him. To know how we struggled with things like sleeping and eating and pooping (you not us).

So hi ho, hi ho, it's back to blogging I go.

Heidi

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Luke at 15 Months

I was hoping to write down a few of Luke's latest development's. Time is flying by with this little boy and I am shocked that he is now a walking, climbing, playing active boy.

Lately Luke is pretty much climbing anything he can get his cute little chubby leg up onto. The other day while passing the hall bathroom I casually looked in to see Luke at the sink, playing with the water Noah had left on. What? Yes, the boy climbed the two step stool and was happily playing away. I am so thankful he did not try to get down or step off the stool. Gulp. The bathroom door is now closed again.

Luke also has a great love of water. His favorite thing to do is stand in the bathtub (boy I am sure portraying myself as a safe mother), with the faucet running, playing and sticking his face in the water. He loves the water table, the play pool, and sadly, the toilet. Why might I ask do my children think the toilet is just another water toy? Makes me want to sit down and cry. Or spray them with Lysol.

Luke is totally getting the whole grunting for items thing down. He will point, say Mama, and then uh, uh, uh, uh, at the object. This is something new. And this is something his older brother still does. Starting to notice that what older brother does, younger brother must do also. Like shouting when he sees a balloon. Or yelling BA (bath) when he is getting changed. Monkey see and cute little chubby monkey do!

And something super sweet. He gives me a kiss before I put him down for a nap. This boy loves nap only for the reason that he get's a cup (okay forget that, a bottle, I know bad mom), of milk. But now he has added a sweet little kiss before going down. I will have to enforce that one as mandatory from now on.

Latest pictures of Luke: