Sunday, September 21, 2008

Let's See...

what's going on in our lives. Oh, I know. Lots!

M started clogging classes once a week. Loooooves it. *when I signed her up I totally thought of you, Jesse!* One of the songs they dance to is a bumblebee song, watching her and the other girls "buzz" about is so CUTE! She also is doing great in school, aaaannnndddd.... *drumroll*...

IS POTTY TRAINING!!!!!

She's been in underwear during the day since Tuesday, and has only had one accident, which was my fault for not taking her straight to the bathroom when we got home from being at Target for awhile. I wish I could take credit, but alas, it was Miss Bonnie. On Tuesday she came home from school in underwear with a note saying that she'd started asking for new pull ups so they tried putting her in underwear and she did great! So the next day was her day off from school and we got an egg timer out and set it to go off every 25 minutes. We call it the peepee clock, and every time it goes off she runs to the bathroom and "does her business". She's so pleased with herself, and I can't blame her. Now, if only it would rub off on P. Knocking two (mostly) out of diapers would be so nice... but I take what I can get!

I got a Thomas tricycle on clearance at Target for P, he's blissed out. He got so excited when he woke up from a rare nap today and found the tricycle in the living room. He's having to fight off J though, J is fascinated with it. Good thing he's not walking yet, there might be trouble then. P is constantly asking to go to Target to see the halloween stuff. Most of it scares him, but he finds it funny at the same time. There's one thing where a skeleton hand comes out of a mailbox that totally freaks him out, but then he loves the dog skeleton that cracks jokes. Go figure, boys, right? Totally love that kid though, he notices anytime I'm feeling down or sick or crying about some stupid commercial. He comes up, pats my face and says "mummy? mummy, what's wrong? mummy, are you crying? why are you crying?" So sweet.

J... my little man. I wish I could say his PT was going well, but I don't know if he's going through a growth spurt or something, but he's looking pretty crooked lately. Got to get more exercises in I guess. He's such a funny kid, he's starting to be a lot like P in that he just cracks himself up. His favorite game is when I go in another room and he crawls after me and I play peekaboo. He screeches and laughs and then crawls some more towards me, and we repeat. I can't believe he's almost 11 months old, time is just flying. His eczema is looking a lot better, especially on his cheek, the patch is almost gone.

CJ's doing great, still loves his job. Sleeps lots, though. Of course, it's a pretty wearing job, so it's understandable. I'm tired, and have some nasty allergies going on, but that's dealable. Would love a getaway sans enfants, but not in the cards, as always. Someday...

Well, it's almost 11:30 on a Sunday night, and a House marathon is on, so I best be going. But I'll post some pictures soon, hopefully. Memory willing.

3 comments:

mandy said...

Yea for potty training!!! I miss you!!! It was great to talk last week!!

MaryBeth said...

Potty training is a very good thing!

Call me so we can scrapbook ;)

MaryBeth said...

Ok, I'm officially stalking you again...I left a message on your phone and responded to your message on my blog. If I had your e-mail I'd find you there or if I knew where you lived, I go there.

Maybe I'll just start driving around time shouting your name and see where that gets me.