18
Jul 10

How to Potty Train Your Duck

(Voiced by 26 month old Jack-Evan, typed by Mommy)

Once upon a time, my mommy told me that she didn’t like diapers anymore.

So she taught me how to use a big bowl that she calls a potty.

(Potty sounds so unsophisticated, but I’m sure she knows what she’s talking about.  After all, she is mommy.)

Well, If you can remember, a couple years ago I headed a large duck rescue mission.

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In my excitement of learning to use the adult contraption called a “potty” I realized
I could liberate my ducky friends even more by teaching them this cool new skill….

Everything was going just fine until my mommy walked in.

Maybe I should have asked her first?


16
Jul 10

Life in the Fast (Food) Lane

Yep. That’s where we were.

Taco Bell to be exact.  We pulled up in the long lunchtime line and stopped a few feet behind a large truck whose driver was placing his order at the speaker.   After a minute or so of silent waiting, 26 month old Jack yells out the window “MOOOVE!”.

I ignored him once hoping the fellow in front of us didn’t hear.

Unfortunately, the second time he yelled slightly louder since, apparently, the 1st time didn’t do the trick.

Embarrassed, I turn and tell him that it’s OK, and that the poor hungry fellow in front of us will move as soon as he is finished ordering his little lunch.

Another minute of happy silence passes.

And then…. “MOOOOOOVVVEEEEEE!!!!” Jack yells, a 3rd and final time.

Whether it was by fate or sheer coincidence, at that exact moment the fellow in front of us suddenly pulls ahead in the line and we’re able to move up to the speaker.

And what does my son do?

He begins singing “We did it!” and dancing in his seat, waving his arms in circles excitedly ala Dora the Explorer.

We did it…we did it…oh yes we did it.

We forced the mean ol’ truck that was stopped in our way, dang it, to MOOOOVVEEEE.  Just so we could order our  number 4 cheesy beef burrito $2 meal deal.

Oh yes, we did it.

At least, according to my 2 year old, we did.


06
Jul 10

Those Wonderful Moments with a Newborn

Our 2nd child, Maggie-Jo was just born on May 15.   Our oldest, Jack-Evan, turned 2 years old on May 4, so my memories of this alltooquick newborn stage had quietly vanished into the recesses of my mind. Until now. I had almost forgotten the things I loved most about mothering an infant!

Things such as….

The cute grunts when she stretches and arches her back

Magical moments at 2 am when it’s just you and her, alone in the world quietly staring into each others eyes

The startle reflex where the arms flail up and out

Huge baby yawns with closed eyes and a small grunt at the end

Soft skin that you can’t help but continually stroke

Nose nuzzling into her neck

The smell…ahhh…the wonderful baby smell..which invites even more nose nuzzling

Nibbling softly on that oh-so-adorable baby jawline and chin because it’s just.so.dang. irresistible.

Soft, plump, chubby baby thighs

Soft, plump, chubby baby EVERYTHING!

Baby breath and toothless grins

The uninhibited happiness exuded in those early first smiles

The warmth of a tiny body sleeping soundly on your chest

Discovering the intricacies of this new little human’s personality

Dark, shining baby eyes peeping out from tiny eyelids

Watching her sleep

Learning to differentiate between cries

Tiny little toes and tiny little fingers

Little arms that flail about jerkily

Big ol’ man burps from such a tiny little mouth

The squirming, the grunting, the inevitable TOOT…and then the humorous happy silence that follows

Miniature shoes, micro sized socks and teeny tiny clothes

Cute little diapers that are no bigger than your hand

Rediscovering random memories about your older kids (Oh!!!  Don’t you remember when Jack use to do this???!)

…and finally…

Smiling with delight as yet *another* stranger declares how precious / sweet / beautiful /gorgeous /wonderful / adorable your new baby is while you’re out and about (uh, as if you didn’t know, right?)    ;-)


05
Jul 10

You know you’re a second time Mother when… (#29)

…you head to the car on Sunday morning and completely forget your boob is hanging completely out for the world because you’re still nursing the baby as you’re walking… and when you finally do realize it, you could actually care less.


02
Jul 10

10 Things I’ve Learned as a Mother of a Toddler

10. Nothing is static. The amazingly obedient toddler of yesterday may suddenly discover the concept of disobedience today. And it will most likely happen while you are immobile and nursing a newborn.

9. Toddler poop is the worst smell on earth.

8.  Silence is the worst sound on earth.

7.  A tiny voice filled with laughter, followed by the word Mama! is the best sound on earth.

6.  You’re able to tell others exactly what your toddler is doing, even when he is silent, 100 feet away, and behind 5 solid walls.

5.  The car seat straps have to be adjusted every few days because he is growing so fast.

4. Car seat straps are adjustable only by removing the entire said carseat.

3. The latch system which holds said car seat in place takes 2 big adult peoples to unlatch.

2. Food?  In the car seat? Yeh. An entire 3rd world country could have been fed with what you’re able to scrounge up.

….and last but not least….

1. In the arms of those you love is the most wonderful place to take a snooze.


01
Jul 10

Jack-Evan & the Beanstalk, Revisited

Back in November 2009, my husband and I finally began working on our 3rd bedroom (or, as it was better known, our “junk room”) that we hadn’t touched since we bought the house in March 2006.

Using leftover neutral khaki & a soft light blue paint from other paint jobs in the house – along with an inspiration photo found on the internet – I went to work creating a themed playroom for Jack-Evan. The beautiful light pine laminate floor we have been installing throughout the house also found a home in this room (BUH BYE, dirty shaggy brown carpet from the 80s!).

We didn’t completely finish it until just before Maggie was born in May (thank goodness for that horrid nesting instinct, huh?) but I’m not sure how we lived without it now! I love that Jack has a wonderful, safe place to play. Better yet, I love that all of his toys are stored in ONE place and they all have a specific home. He can easily see what he wants to play with, and when it’s taken down a noticeable void is left, which makes cleaning up so much quicker. We still have a lidded “toybox” in the living room to round up stray toys that have been brought out during the day, but it’s small and stylish (and doesn’t even look like it contains toys). :)

Since we only have 3 bedrooms, Jack-Evan and his any future brothers will inherit this room and the girls will inherit the nursery by our room that Jack currently resides in.

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30
Jun 10

Teaching a 26 month old the Alphabet

…why we just read and read til we were silly in the head!

But seriously though, I’ve been reading Dr. Seuss’s ABC to Jack at every nap and at bedtime since Maggie was born on May 15 (it was my way of spending some extra-snuggly mommy/son quality time with him while daddy handled the baby).

This book is awesome.  It’s one of his most famous ones and starts out with “Big A, Little a, what begins with A?  Aunt Annie’s Alligator, A…a…A!!”. My mom read it to me even as I approached teenhood (we always had a mutual fondness for the humor in Dr. Suess).

So imagine this… Jack is laying in his 3-sided-crib-turned-toddler-bed tucked under his blankie and I’m snuggled up beside him with a huge pile of books beside us.  The “night night light” lamp is casting a dim glow around his yellow nursery, and cozy darkness envelops the windows.  As I lay there reading, I always point to the words that I’m reading.

Speaking of….  I can’t imagine how a child would ever learn to read if the words he is hearing during a story isn’t being pointed out to him?  My mom did this when she read to me, and I’ve always done it for Jack.  It’s so simple – just place your finger under the sentence and move it along as you read the words.  Not hard at all, really.  Yet I’ve never seen anyone else do it.  Not even at reading circle!  But yeh.  I’m a pointer.  And the ABC book is a beloved favorite that we both enjoy pointing our way through and laughing over each night!  Who’s to say bedtime can’t be educational, even for a two year old?

And that’s what our bedtime routine looks like.  Right after bathtime and one last drink of milk, we snuggle up together, just us two, and we read the night away, typically 8-10 books in a sitting.  I love it, Jack loves it, and all is right with the world.

With my son, I have great great fun!  Great great fun when the day is done! (Ok, sorry, Dr. Suess I am not.)

Other than the ABC book, a few of the current books we read night after night include “Katie the Kitten”, “Green Eggs and Ham”, “The Foot Book”, “Hand, Hand, Fingers Thumb” (can you tell I <3 Dr. Suess???), “Maisy Makes Gingerbread”, “The Owl and the Pussycat” and “Beady the Bear” (which I HIGHLY recommend as a read aloud!).

But I digress…this post was supposed to be about teaching my toddler the alphabet… right??  Anywho.

Well, at the beginning of the ABC book, we sing the alphabet song twice (because the entire alphabet appears on the front inside cover) and then we sing it twice when we finish the book (we might as well because, yet again, those crazy ABC’s appear right there on the inside back cover too!)

While reading, I also casually go over letter sounds.  We never hit all of them as I must gauge his current interest and only do as many as he prefers.  For instance I may quickly go over the sounds for A, M, T, and S and nothing more.  He absolutely loves it though.  He’s always loved the “what does ____ say?” game, so translating it into the beginning stages of reading readiness works very well for us.  I began by simply saying “A says Ah ah ah!” and “B says buh buh buh” at the beginning of the book while pointing to the letter in question.  Once in a while I’ll slip in what a letter says after reading a random page (“Look!  P says Puh Puh Puh”).  We went through this for about a week before he began to show letter recognition.  Once his recognition kicked in though, I began to ask the question “What does A say?” first and then I would wait a second to see if he would reply, if not, then I would answer the question myself and then continue with the book.

During the mid-half of the 2nd week, he began excitedly voicing many answers himself while pointing to the correct letter.  (This really excited me!)

Later that same week, I began blending sounds into words to emphasize them too, such as this line from Dr. Suess that goes “Buh” “Barber, Baby” “BUH” “Bubbles, and a BUH Bumblebee”.  As I emphasize the sound, I point out the letter and run my finger across the word I’m reading. I also began pointing out letters in our other books and in print elsewhere – for instance, I would point out the “c”, “a”, and the “t” in Pussycat while reading “The Owl and the Pussycat”.   “Look Jack!  hey!  There’s the letter A!  What does A say?”  - and he would grin, bounce, and reply “Ah ah ah”.  To him it’s a fun fun game that (currently) has very little meaning behind it.  To me, however, it’s the first itty bitty baby steps in a life long love of literature (which is my goal).

Somewhere in the 4th week, he began to actually pick up the ABC book and point out letters by himself and say the correct sound.  (Now THIS really excites his Dada!).   Jack-Evan is absolutely thrilled that there is something new in his world that he can “recognize”.   Whoohoo! He’s making connections, people.  And isn’t that what growing up is all about?

As of today, a little over 6 weeks later, he can correctly recognize, point out by himself and make the sounds for A, B, C, and P anywhere we are.   He can make the sound for S, T, and M if I point them out for him.  He can also sight read the word “Papa” (his favorite person in the world- so that came pretty easily).  Sometimes he finds letters on his own without any prompting from us.  And in all truthfulness, outside of our nap and bedtime reading sessions, I spend no time working on the alphabet with him other than the occasional moments he brings it up himself.  So the ABC book has been a great tool in encouraging both me and Jack to not only spend a little time together but to work on the alphabet as well.

One last note…if anyone was wondering, I believe in teaching a mixture of phonics and sight reading.  Phonics teaches a person how to decode the written English language, and sight reading builds speed.  They go hand in hand.


30
Jun 10

Potty training is…dun dun doooonnneee.

So. My almost 27-month (as of this Sunday!) old is finally daytime potty trained! His baby sister, Maggie-Jo, was born on May 15 and during that time Jack-Evan (who was 25 months old) went through a tremendous growth spurt.

You know, one of those growth spurts where aliens swoop down, take over our kids, and then a couple weeks later they emerge from their horrendous cocoon as Kid 2.0 – new and improved!

Well, that’s what happened. In one week’s time, Jack-Evan’s cognitive development skyrocketed – new words emerged, new understandings of the world around him fell into place, and new ideas popped into his head such as the one horrible one of “Hey! If mommy is nursing Maggie 10 feet away, I have the choice to DISOBEY”.   But yeh, that’s a total other blog post altogether.

Pottying in the “big potty” also clicked completely. It happened so suddenly I didn’t even expect it. One morning I was changing 2 sets of poopey diapers, and the next morning I was singing “We did it!” ala Dora-the-Explorer style along with Jack as he sat bright eyed and bushy tailed on the toilet. Ok, maybe not bushy tailed… more like mushy tailed. Or something.  Anywho, you get my drift.

And we were done.

I can’t describe how incredibly awesome it feels to have my toddler out of diapers! (I can’t describe how incredibly awesome it SMELLS either). :)

I could be really big headed (big tailed?) and get all rambly about how I went into combat mode to “train my child to potty in 1 day flat” or something really cheesy like that, but I can’t. It would be a lie.   But I will say the method we used made this so incredibly easy that (for lack of any other experience on my part) I will definitely be doing the same thing with Maggie-Jo.  Probably earlier.

The secret? We made pottying a non-chalant part of our every day life.

Almost every time we went to the bathroom, Jack-Evan was pretty much with us (although those of you with kids know that happens naturally anyway!). We would then talk about pottying, using the same words we used while diapering Jack. From the time he could walk (around 15 months) we also let him look at everything (and I mean e.v.e.r.y.t.h.a.n.g.), explore, and even flush the potty for us.  We weren’t shy a bit.   The only thing we didn’t let him do was drink it… well, except for that one time when my back was turned for 2.8 seconds (no no, just kidding).

We made it interesting, we made it fun, and we made it a part of life.

Oh and here’s the kicker – we had no deadline.  We didn’t read the latest, greatest potty training manuals and we didn’t buy “I can potty now!” picture books. We also didn’t push, cajole, force, or hang him kicking & screaming over a big porcelain bowl.  We just made it a part of life.

We encouraged, we cheered, we sang Dora songs, we laughed, we danced… all right there in front of the modern day commode.  (Doesn’t our home sound so fun??)

We made eliminating in the proper place a part of life.

We figured that when he was ready it would click.

And it did.

I must confess one tiny slip up though.  Back in February, with looming thoughts of double diaper duty hovering over my head (and very pregnant belly), I suckered myself into thinking that I could speed up the potty training.  I’ve never read any books on the subject, but I had seen other bloggers talk about how they kept a child’s potty seat out and sat their toddler on there every 15-30 minutes for a couple days at a time.  So I thought I would give it a try.  Well, Jack never did care for the baby potty so I bypassed that and just hooked the child’s seat on the big toilet.  He was excited about it for the first day, although the every 30 minute thing wore me out (as well as my handy microwave timer).  By the morning of the second day though he was showing signs of wear.  I could tell he understood the concept of pottying…. but “forced” potty sitting?  He hated it.  Hated, hated, hated it.  So he rebelled.  And screamed.  And began running from me every time he heard the ominous beep beep of the timer.   So by the end of day 2 I went back to my gut instinct…and back to diapers, for the time being.  If there is one thing I definitely know, it’s that a frustrated child + a frustrated mommy do not a good pottier make.  At least he had that one sad experience behind us though.

From then on, we continued as normal, making pottying an everyday part of life only now we would casually offer to take him to potty – especially if he was doing his “thinking real hard” (ifyaknowwhatImean) face!  Sometimes he would, sometimes he wouldn’t.  No big deal.  It worked great.

Then came THE morning.  The morning that all moms in America wait expectantly for.

Jack was standing by the coffee table, thinking really hard and I asked (as usual) if he would like to use the potty.  I didn’t expect anything more than his usual head shake and “no” type of grunt.

But this time was different.  It was as if a light clicked on inside!  H immediately took off full speed down the hall as I followed him (at full speed) down the hall with a nursing week old baby still dangling from my..uh.. yeh.  (Poor Maggie.)

I popped him on his seat, he did his thing, and we both spent the next 10 minutes cheering, dancing, and singing “We DID IT!!” just like Dora and Boots.  That was us.  Mommy and Jack.  We did it.

And he’s been good to go ever since.

So.  Is there a method to this “Make it a part of life” madness?  I think not.  It just happened to work beautifully for us.

Your mileage may vary.


29
Jun 10

Those cute moments we ought to write down for posterity… but rarely do

SCENE: My husband Kevin just walked in from work.

“Guess what Jack did!” I exclaim.

Kev looks down at Jack who is drinking a bottle whilst sitting naked as a jaybird in his blue spiderman toddler chair watching TV. In his other hand he’s holding a random pink tape measure & his legs are covered in his latest pen-artwork tattoo’ing.

Kev raises an eyebrow at me.

“Oh, besides all that…” I reply…


28
Jun 10

In Which Maggie-Jo Gets Dedicated

I can’t believe it’s already been 6 weeks since our baby girl was born! This weekend marked her dedication at church. A dedication is where Christian parents “give” their child back to the Lord and make a promise to raise up their child to follow Christ – and the church promises to be there with support and guidance for the couple raising the child. It’s a promise our family takes very seriously and this day marks a very special time in my little girl’s life. My husband’s sister and her family even came from another state to celebrate Maggie’s special day!

I can only pray that the Lord will see fit to help me be the mom that my children NEED most, and not just the mom I “want” to be.

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