Friday, March 25, 2011

it's time

See this girl? Well, lately she's decided that when it time to poop, it's time to hide (usually in Gwen's closet). After hiding and pooping, she then decides that the poop must get out of her diaper, and that her hands are the best method. Because of this pooping routine, I think it's time to potty train. Problem is, I don't know how to do it. Yup, Gwen is potty trained, but she pretty much decided one day that she didn't like diapers, and that was that. There was no need for bribes or celebrations (although we gave her both of those anyway), she just did it. No problems. So the question is, How exactly do you potty train a toddler?

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

pobrecito

For you non spanish speakers that means poor little thing

Having sick kids is never fun.

Having a sick baby is not fun, but also scary. You never know when it really serious, or just a minor cold. With all of this RSV stuff going around, you have to be careful you know.

So when your two year old has sleeves caked in dry boogers and snot going from her nose up to her forehead (from using those sleeves to wipe her nose), you do all you can to keep that 2 year old away from the 7 week old. 

Unfortunately, that's near impossible. When she's not trying to sit or lay on him, she's trying to smother and kiss him. And so the snot transfer happens.

Pierce is sick. He has a rough cough. Poor kid. I feel so bad for him. After he coughs he makes these pitiful moans and whimpers. Yeah, Laine is sick too, but I don't feel that bad for her. She still manages to wreak havoc.