Thursday, March 17, 2011

Tater Tot- 2, Small Fry, 6.5 months

I often get approached by people in my small semi-southern town while I'm out shopping with Small Fry. She's usually in a Baby Bjorn we got as a handmedown from a friend, or one of my various slings. People are so friendly and seem to love babies here, and wearing my child seems to draw more attention to her than just leaving her in the car seat or stroller.

NOT ONCE, WHILE IN A CAR SEAT OR STROLLER, HAS AN OLDER PARENT COME UP AND SAID, "Oh I wish they had that when my kids were little."

I usually tell them, while patting my baby and keeping her away from their grimy fingers, that wearing my baby has been a lifesaver - and it's also been around for hundreds of years! Haha!

Just remember that. No experienced parent wishes they could have plopped their miserable baby in a stroller, when they could have put them in a sling instead.

;-D

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Tater Tot-2, Small Fry-6.5 months

Cousin-Palooza!


Cousin Hash Brown and Aunt Curly Fry have arrived in Kentucky!! Whoo!

All the girls could talk about was getting together and eating popcorn with their cousin! So sweet. It started because one time Curly Fry called and we were in bed watching a movie and eating popcorn. Hash Brown liked that idea so much, she begged her mommy to bring popcorn when she came to visit. She even made sure it was packed before they left!

Last night, we had dinner and let the girls make a mess of the living room. Then we bathed all the babies and settled in to watch The Princess and the Frog. With our robes, blankets, milk... And our popcorn, of course!

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Tater Tot -2, Small Fry - 6 months



Oh thank god for the Johnny Jump Up.

Now, AP moms out there, you may cringe at using a toy or bouncer or something to keep your kid happy. I certainly don't ever *cough* use it to leave her alone all day while I gallivant around town or anything. But, if your kid wants to play with a toy, why deny her? She gets bored with seeing the same old Mommy every day ... and that's ok. I'd be bored with me too. Small Fry is having fun, learning how to grasp and jump, and I help her play with it. That's fun. When she cries, I take her out and hold her. That's when it's not fun anymore.

Tater Tot even gets in on the fun too - although a little too rough for my taste.

"No! Don't swing Sissy like a pinata!"





Potty Training Woes

Ok, we've been putting it off for long enough. She's been "pre-potty training" for 8 1/2 months now. It's time to get serious.

And Tater Tot let it be known that it was time to get serious. The sh*t hit the fan... well, carpet. And bed. And walls.

Spud heard her say, "Oh no, oh man, oh man!" while she was supposed to be napping. He went upstairs and she had taken her pants off, and her diaper, was flinging the diaper and the poo everywhere (thank goodness it's just little nuggets) and had peed in the bed.

Thank God I was napping through that!

Yup, time to fix it.

So we hit it hard core today. Carting the little pink potty wherever we went around the house. Easy access. Constant reminders.

And it worked. Sorta.

While we were laying in bed watching The Jungle Book (for the 15th time), getting ready for a nap, she said, "Mommy, I hafta go pee pee potty!"

Yay! I thought. Ok, let me peel myself off of Small Fry and we'll hurry to the bathroom. Then Spud came home and distracted her, she ran off to the living room, and peed on the carpet.



....almost.... All of the buttons are there, they just have to be activated.

Sigh.

Reading "The No-Cry Potty Training Solution," by Elizabeth Pantley. Also on my reading list, a book by Dr. William Sears about the High-Needs and Fussy Baby.
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