Sep 27
Everyone,
Yesterday, out of the blue, Professor declared it was time for underwear. Batman underwear. He declared it was time for peanut butter M&Ms and Batman toys.
Yes, that’s right. It’s time to start potty training.
I did a lot of deep breathing yesterday. I did a lot of sitting next to the toilet, and a lot of cheering.
He had zero accidents yesterday.
None.
Zip.
And he even went #2 with no fuss.
I told him that he couldn’t wear his Batman underwear if he messed it. And he didn’t.
Today, he had one big accident in the morning. Then we went out to their new little school. And to the grocery store. Halfway through the grocery store, he declared that he had to go. And he did. (Shout out to very clean bathrooms at Trader Joes!) And his diaper was dry.
I am excited to not buy diapers anymore, but I really don’t like the first few months of potty training. It’s stressful. It’s kind of scary.
But I have never seen Batman look so cute.
Safire
Safire2 boys-double trouble, growing up, Professor mile stones Professor
Nov 10
Everyone,
Butterfly asked me today what I was going to do when I had no more kids. I thought about it for a second and figured I’d probably miss these days with the kids always with me. (But not yesterday!) I told her that I would probably be a grandma.
“No, you’d be a Nana,” she replied.
“Yes, I will be a Nana.”
“You can be the Nana in Maryland!”
“We may not live in Maryland by then honey,” I answered.
“Well, I am going to marry Vinny (her best friend) and we are going to go live near Nana (my mom) because I love Nana and she loves me. We will live in Utah! You can’t have two Nana’s that live in Utah. So you will be the Maryland Nana and Nana will be Utah Nana.”
“Okay then.”
Seriously, what do you say to that? Besides, I think it’s cute that she is planning her future. It will be fun to see how it turns out.
I guess it’s made me think on what I will do when the kids are all out of the house. There will be no toys all over. Books will stay in bookcases. Buttons will not be pushed. Food will stay on plates. Shoes will always be put away. Boxes will not be played with. Book castles will not be built. Trains will not be formed on the slide. Hand mixers will not turn into cars and then into puppy dogs to be walked around the house by their cords.
Wait…they are growing up too fast!
Safire
SafireButterfly-isms, growing up
