So we aren't really working too hard on potty training at our house. We're just kind of letting Evie direct things for now. (What she doesn't know is that I have a week off in one month's time where I plan to concentrate on potty training.) More often than not, when Evie tells us that she wants to go potty, she really just wants to be naked. On Wednesday, Evie was dressed, but had no diaper on. When Justin was in the bathroom, Evie came in and spontaneously went pee-pee on the potty.
Tonight after dinner, Evie was asking for chocolate. I told her that if she went pee-pee on the potty, I would give her some chocolate. She told me "okay" and headed to the bathroom. She came back out and we explained that she actually had to make pee-pee in the potty to get the chocolate. She said, "Okay, I'll be right ba-aaaack!" and sure as I have 10 toes on my feet, she went pee-pee!
Friday, April 30, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
The Joy of Parenthood
Last night, I had one of those experiences as a parent where I wasn't sure what to do next.
Some background: when we tuck Evie in to bed at night, we do a diaper change, put on pajamas, take medicine, brush teeth, read two stories, look out the windows of the loft and tell the neighbors, trees, flowers, birds, cars, mailboxes, sun and moon "goodnight" and then we "rumpus" to her bedroom. (One of Evie's favorite books is Where the Wild Things Are and there's a part in there where Max says, "Let the wild rumpus begin!" and we have a rumpus as we turn the pages. I'm sure if you ever overhear us, you would think we were crazy.) We tuck her into bed, give and get hugs and kisses, and leave. When she started sleeping in her big girl bed, we started leaving a light on for her so the room wasn't so scary. I typically slip into her bedroom when Justin and I go up to bed (around 10ish) and turn the light off. I love seeing her sleeping peacefully in her bed.
Lately, Evie has been expressing interest in going pee-pee in the potty--often as an excuse to strip down and have some naked time. We're okay with naked time and we let her run around in the buff many evenings. When we tucked Evie into bed last night she told me she wanted a diaper change. I checked and she was dry and told her it was night-night time. We got hugs and kisses and left her room. Justin and I then went outside to wrap towels around my rose bushes to protect them from the frost, came back inside to clean up and put laundry away. All was quiet over the monitor, so before Justin and I headed down to the basement to watch TV, I went to slip into Evie's room to turn out the light. It was probably around 8:45 p.m.
I opened her door and what I saw before me almost made me laugh out loud. I called out in my best loud, urgent whisper, "Justin, come here!" He took a peek and I sent him downstairs for the camera. Just inside the door to Evie's room, she has a potty chair. At the base of the potty chair last night were her shucked pajamas (top and bottom) and diaper. One of the drawers of her dresser was open and disheveled. In her bed asleep, buck naked, was my daughter. She was curled up with a new pair of pajamas and a clean, still folded diaper.
Ah, parenthood. I hesitated to do anything for a moment because I didn't want to wake her up, but I knew she needed to be wearing a diaper. I unfolded the diaper and rolled her onto it. She woke up enough to tell me, "I went pee-pee potty mommy." I slipped her into the pair of pajamas she had picked out, kissed her and covered her up. Then, I turned off her light and counted my blessings that it wasn't already 10 o'clock--which probably would have meant changing the sheets, not just adding a diaper and jammies.
I hope this puts a smile on your faces.
Some background: when we tuck Evie in to bed at night, we do a diaper change, put on pajamas, take medicine, brush teeth, read two stories, look out the windows of the loft and tell the neighbors, trees, flowers, birds, cars, mailboxes, sun and moon "goodnight" and then we "rumpus" to her bedroom. (One of Evie's favorite books is Where the Wild Things Are and there's a part in there where Max says, "Let the wild rumpus begin!" and we have a rumpus as we turn the pages. I'm sure if you ever overhear us, you would think we were crazy.) We tuck her into bed, give and get hugs and kisses, and leave. When she started sleeping in her big girl bed, we started leaving a light on for her so the room wasn't so scary. I typically slip into her bedroom when Justin and I go up to bed (around 10ish) and turn the light off. I love seeing her sleeping peacefully in her bed.
Lately, Evie has been expressing interest in going pee-pee in the potty--often as an excuse to strip down and have some naked time. We're okay with naked time and we let her run around in the buff many evenings. When we tucked Evie into bed last night she told me she wanted a diaper change. I checked and she was dry and told her it was night-night time. We got hugs and kisses and left her room. Justin and I then went outside to wrap towels around my rose bushes to protect them from the frost, came back inside to clean up and put laundry away. All was quiet over the monitor, so before Justin and I headed down to the basement to watch TV, I went to slip into Evie's room to turn out the light. It was probably around 8:45 p.m.
I opened her door and what I saw before me almost made me laugh out loud. I called out in my best loud, urgent whisper, "Justin, come here!" He took a peek and I sent him downstairs for the camera. Just inside the door to Evie's room, she has a potty chair. At the base of the potty chair last night were her shucked pajamas (top and bottom) and diaper. One of the drawers of her dresser was open and disheveled. In her bed asleep, buck naked, was my daughter. She was curled up with a new pair of pajamas and a clean, still folded diaper.
Ah, parenthood. I hesitated to do anything for a moment because I didn't want to wake her up, but I knew she needed to be wearing a diaper. I unfolded the diaper and rolled her onto it. She woke up enough to tell me, "I went pee-pee potty mommy." I slipped her into the pair of pajamas she had picked out, kissed her and covered her up. Then, I turned off her light and counted my blessings that it wasn't already 10 o'clock--which probably would have meant changing the sheets, not just adding a diaper and jammies.
I hope this puts a smile on your faces.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
a day of firsts
Today is Evelyn's 20 month birthday. We marked the wall with her height and went to the park. Today was also the first time she climbed up to the top of the slide and went down all by herself. We had lots of fun on the slide and swinging. Another family was there feeding the ducks.
Evie also learned to say a few new words today: bunny (sounds more like "money"), duck, park and one more...
...iPhone.
She also made blowfish on the glass door while Daddy was firing up the grill. Three guesses who showed her that trick.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Somebody call the Cute Police!!
This picture of Evelyn is just too cute not to share with the whole world! Unfortunately the Buckeyes did not win this weekend. (What was up with Pryor already?)
We've been having lots of fun this weekend playing around the house, going on a walk to the playground and being entertained by Giggle Pig. (This toy is a stuffed pig that shakes and laughs maniacally when activated.)
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Guacamole Anyone?
Daddy captured a prime moment, and it is worth sharing!
I cannot believe that my little girl is a year and a half. Time just goes by so quickly. Evelyn is showing signs of entering her "terrible twos" and gets pretty frustrated so easily. We are working hard at getting Evie to "use her words" and not giving her something that she's broken down and cried over unless she has stopped crying.
Daycare tells us that she really enjoys cleanup time there... I wish she would do that at home!
Monday, July 20, 2009
Oh what a night!
Evelyn is in rare form this evening. Today, she got to spend the day at work with Mommy. This was grand fun. She got to entertain Mommy's boss for about 30 minutes towards the end of the day to let Mommy get some lose ends tied up. Then, on the way home we stopped to pick up Mackenzie, one of Zoey's canine pals. And oh, boy, another dog!!!!
Since Evie spent the day at work, she only napped for about a total of an hour and a half as opposed to the three hours she gets on the average day. She has lost all control of the volume of her voice. She also spent time running laps up and down the long hallway in our house (from the front door to the kitchen drawers) pushing a laundry basket, stopping at her drawer, selecting an item to go up and down the hallway again, "singing." (Top of her voice, random syllables at various tones.)
I just know that she's going to crash and sleep, sleep my pretties, tonight!
Since Evie spent the day at work, she only napped for about a total of an hour and a half as opposed to the three hours she gets on the average day. She has lost all control of the volume of her voice. She also spent time running laps up and down the long hallway in our house (from the front door to the kitchen drawers) pushing a laundry basket, stopping at her drawer, selecting an item to go up and down the hallway again, "singing." (Top of her voice, random syllables at various tones.)
I just know that she's going to crash and sleep, sleep my pretties, tonight!
Friday, June 19, 2009
I know, I know...
...it has been way too long since I posted. Monday marks 15 months of life for our sweet girl. I never imagined how much joy my little one would bring to my life.
We've been to the Zoo a couple of times (thanks Aunties for the birthday present) and to her everything is a dog. She can't say dog yet, but she knows sign language for dog and pants to indicate dog. Soo sweet. She was totally amazed by the tiger and the fish.
More recently, she gave us a huge scare when she spiked a temperature of 106.7 on the temporal artery thermometer and 104.9 on the rectal. I don't think I've ever traveled faster on I70 than last Sunday as Justin hurried us to Children's ER.
It turns out that she had a urinary tract infection. Don't worry, she's on the mend and was almost 100% herself again yesterday. Luckily this week our sitter was on vacation and Daddy had already planed on staycation with his little girl.
Spaghetti anyone?
We've been to the Zoo a couple of times (thanks Aunties for the birthday present) and to her everything is a dog. She can't say dog yet, but she knows sign language for dog and pants to indicate dog. Soo sweet. She was totally amazed by the tiger and the fish.
More recently, she gave us a huge scare when she spiked a temperature of 106.7 on the temporal artery thermometer and 104.9 on the rectal. I don't think I've ever traveled faster on I70 than last Sunday as Justin hurried us to Children's ER.
It turns out that she had a urinary tract infection. Don't worry, she's on the mend and was almost 100% herself again yesterday. Luckily this week our sitter was on vacation and Daddy had already planed on staycation with his little girl.
Spaghetti anyone?
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