Sunday, March 27, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Bye-bye dootie!
My kids have both loved their nukies, or as Aidan affectionately called them, dooties. :) Giving up Olivia's was a chance thing, and she hardly fussed after 10 min. of crying the first night. I figured that since she was so easy, we'd have hell to pay with taking away Aidan's dootie.
My goal was to be done with dooties before he figured out how to climb out of his crib... We didn't need a double whammy. Two weeks ago, at Ryan's parents, Aidan and Olivia proudly came down the stairs about 20 min. after going to bed. Olivia said, "Mom! He just jumped out!". Well, there goes that plan. Luckily (maybe not for him), we went back upstairs and after I put Aidan back in his pack and play, he promptly climbed back out, fell, and bonked his head. He wasn't at all hurt, but it seemed to cure him of the idea. He hasn't tried it since (knock on wood). I figured time was of the essence, so I set a goal of being done with dooties last night.
Aidan set a goal too: when he was all done with his dooties, he got to get a Nerf "shoot gun". They could be his all time favorite thing ever.
So, yesterday morning, we sang the "Bye-bye dootie" song and threw the last nukie in the garbage. I can't lie, it made me a little sad. I mean, he is my baby after all. When it came time for bedtime last night, I was set. I had prepared myself all day (really all week) for the crying that would ensue. Thankfully, it wasn't even needed! He laid down and we didn't hear a peep out of him! Not even one little cry. :) Sweet boy! He did wake up during the night and cry for just a few minutes, but that was it.
Now he's napping today, and again, without any tears. He's growing up...
My goal was to be done with dooties before he figured out how to climb out of his crib... We didn't need a double whammy. Two weeks ago, at Ryan's parents, Aidan and Olivia proudly came down the stairs about 20 min. after going to bed. Olivia said, "Mom! He just jumped out!". Well, there goes that plan. Luckily (maybe not for him), we went back upstairs and after I put Aidan back in his pack and play, he promptly climbed back out, fell, and bonked his head. He wasn't at all hurt, but it seemed to cure him of the idea. He hasn't tried it since (knock on wood). I figured time was of the essence, so I set a goal of being done with dooties last night.
Aidan set a goal too: when he was all done with his dooties, he got to get a Nerf "shoot gun". They could be his all time favorite thing ever.
So, yesterday morning, we sang the "Bye-bye dootie" song and threw the last nukie in the garbage. I can't lie, it made me a little sad. I mean, he is my baby after all. When it came time for bedtime last night, I was set. I had prepared myself all day (really all week) for the crying that would ensue. Thankfully, it wasn't even needed! He laid down and we didn't hear a peep out of him! Not even one little cry. :) Sweet boy! He did wake up during the night and cry for just a few minutes, but that was it.
Now he's napping today, and again, without any tears. He's growing up...
Monday, March 07, 2011
It's been a long winter...
Alternately titled: Tandem
Alternately titled: We're running away and joining the circus!
Friday, March 04, 2011
Things 4 year olds do
Olivia has been telling me all day about "things that 4 year olds do". Here's a little list:
A 4 year old does not say off-limit words and potty talk. I don't do this anymore, because I'm a 4 year old.
A 4 year old doesn't talk baby talk.
I can do cartwheels now because I'm a 4 year old.
I can be all done with my quiet time because I'm a 4 year old.
4 year olds can take pictures.
Mom, does 4 year olds do this? Woah, woah woah (weird noise) Ha ha, I got that from Dad. Dad, teached me that. :)
I'm sure our list will only get longer as the day goes on!!
A 4 year old does not say off-limit words and potty talk. I don't do this anymore, because I'm a 4 year old.
A 4 year old doesn't talk baby talk.
I can do cartwheels now because I'm a 4 year old.
I can be all done with my quiet time because I'm a 4 year old.
4 year olds can take pictures.
Mom, does 4 year olds do this? Woah, woah woah (weird noise) Ha ha, I got that from Dad. Dad, teached me that. :)
I'm sure our list will only get longer as the day goes on!!
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