Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Potty Training Pitfalls

The goal is to get your kids out of diapers, right? The little one has been waking up dry for a month now and wouldn't you know it, I decided not to put a diaper on her last night. Oh,and by chance, on the same night, my hubbie decided not to move her from our bed. I had confidence in my child, what was his excuse? I guess it was destined to happen, and I suspect it won't be the last time I wake up with someone elses pee on me. We reached the next level in stage 1 training... NEVER get up and leave the immediate target area without proper bottom checking! Every 2 year old needs adiquate QC in this department. The big question around this house is, 'who's most qualified for this job? I argue that just because I'm the most qualified, this makes me a supervisor, and they, the trainees.

The middle child seems to have it down. The oldest, is there too,although I'm trying to maintain the idea of being safe, make the right decisions, don't partake in events that could leave you permanently injured, etc. The last thing I want is for her to end up seriously hurt and wearing some kind of urine catching devise before she reaches the 'golden years'. Hmmmm, the 'golden years'?:)) I crack myself up! This post is going down the toilet fast:D

Today's gold star goes to my middle monkey for keeping the down low on this subject all together! Good Job B!!

Saturday, May 1, 2010

First Last Prom



I spent the day with D as she prepared for her Senior Prom. We went to lunch, sat through a hair appointment, ran to Macy's for makeup, shopped for last minute items, home to dress and up to the golf course for pictures. I choked back the tears as I watched the limo drive away with my first born. I have to say though, I am so happy for her right now. She is going with bunch of friends that she has been with for years. I love these kids like my own, and have just as much time invested in each of them as I do D. Sporting events, awards, school functions, dances, sleep overs, meals, rides, texts, etc. Here she is...the four besties. I'm not ready for graduation, but it is soon approaching. I have two more girls and two more Senior Proms. It's all going too fast!

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Habits passed on...

If you are not sure of your parenting style, stop and watch your children and the habits they have learned. I never knew how much I said a certain word or phrase, until my 2 year old first started talking. You quickly assess and adjust your vocab when something pops out of their mouths that give you a double take and ask "what did she just say?". I am happy to report that there hasn't been anything coming out of my toddlers mouth that is rude, crude, or inappropriate for her age, or anybody else for that matter. I credit this small triumph to the fact that she is child number three and we have retrained ourselves with better words.

What I didn't anticipate was how she would take an everyday event, that has become a daily ritual, and turn it into something so ugly. That's right...U-G-L-Y! My daughter aquired a small panda bear from a friend and wanted to take her (i think it is a her, how do you check animals for that stuff?)home for a bath. Aaawwhhh, you might say? For a number of days after we got home with our new best friend, she asked repeatedly if Panda could have a bath with her. Of course I wasn't willing to give in to this idea. Unfortunately, I said 'no' too many times, and that is when she decided to take matters into her own little, 2 year old, hands. She decided to wash Panda in the toilet. I supose she was wanting to put Panda in the spin cycle, when she decided to flushed Panda down the toilet. I can't tell you how proud she was of herself!


She quickly reported the events as they took place, and as I ran to the bathroom and heard the sound of water filling the tank, I knew it was too late...for me and Panda. I won't fill you in on the event to follow, but I think the photo explaines it all.