Wednesday, July 19
Potty training is almost over!!


Well well well, my little baby, almost finally potty trained
completely. All that's left is night time training or holding it.
Saturday morning he got up early and wanted to pp in the toilet, so I
told him to go ahead. He runs in and does his business. I notice that
the diaper is wet from wearing through the night and needs to be changed.
I tell him to wait while I get a Pull Up. He tells me, no pull up,
noooo! I said calmly, ok, do you want underwear? Yea, I want
underwear. I said ok.
I got him his Scooby Doo underwear and he put it on, then his shorts and
we went about our day.
Throughout the day I would ask him if he needed to go pp in the toilet
and he say, "naaahhh" and continue to play. But, periodically he would
all of a sudden go off on his own to the toilet and pp. I would hear
the toilet flush and look around to find everyone where they are
supposed to be except for Glen.
I'd check the bathroom and Glen would be pulling up his underwear or
shorts or both together in a nice tangled mess and he'd tell me. Mommy,
I went pp, I get chocolate now. I'd ask if he really went and he'd
assure me that he had. So we would go over to the candy drawer and he'd
pick up one piece of bite size milky way chocolate.
We give him the chocolate only when he goes pp or poop in the toilet, if
he does both at the same time, then of course he gets two pieces.
He stayed dry all day Saturday and then at nighttime he would pass out
and then we would put on a diaper just in case. Sunday morning he woke
up dry, but ran to the bathroom when he got up. Changed into new
underwear and then continued like Saturday.
He did have one accident when he was so into watching a cartoon that his
Dad put on for him. But 1 accident out of the entire weekend? Heck
that's friggin fantastic!
We put him in a diaper again during the night just in case. He's asleep
when we maneuver this.
When he woke up Monday morning the diaper was wet, but he got up and
went to the bathroom and pp'd. then asked for his underwear, he put it
on with no worries.
So far during the day at day care he's been doing great. Knock on
wood... knock knock knock.
They have extra clothes and underwear that i gave them just in case.
I figure we'll continue with the night time diaper till the end of the
month or till we run out of the Cruisers and save the pull ups for when
Connor is ready for them. Even if Glen does have a night time accident,
he'll at least understand that during the night he's got to get up and
go to the bathroom. at the moment he probably doesn't cuz of the
diapers and he knows they will catch his pee and keep his bed dry. But
I want to give him more confidence in keeping dry like he's been doing
before dealing with peeing the bed at night.
Thankfully he's been good with going poop in the toilet, but I was
having a hard time convincing him to pee in the toilet all the time and
not just when he had to poop.
But he's doing it, and he's doing well with wearing his underwear and
staying dry.
I guess he just had to decide for himself that it's what he wanted and
then he did it.



Wednesday, July 12
Fourth of July


Just posting some July 4th pics of the kids and the fireworks.
Not many pics. We had fun.
Glen had never seen the fireworks before and I'm sure you can see by the expression on his face, that he LOVED IT!
He didn't want to leave even though the show was over. He thought they might show some more.

Connor is only 17 months and he didn't cry or whine or nothing at the BOOMING noise. He just moved from me and his daddy to get comfy while we sat on our blanket.
Happy Fourth!




Weight Issues
Here's something I posted to a Group for weight loss support that I'm in.
It's mainly just a couple of friends that give each other a shout out from time to time without the major guilt trips.

-------- Original Message --------
Subject: Long Post -
Date: Wed, 12 Jul 2006 12:18:38 -0400

Hope everyone is doing better or at least still chugging along.
Well I haven't posted in ages and thought I would send along an update.
First - to all you ladies out there, One thing you can be thankful for is that you probably live closer to support (each other) than I do.
So always remember that you have each other to call upon no matter what.  That's the best part of having and being friends.
Secondly - As far as my weight loss... BWWAAHAHAHAHAAA! 
My big thing was moving to a first floor apartment so I wouldn't crash any ceiling fixtures on someones head, remember?
(tidbit: our dinning room light fixture just cracked, broke and crashed to the floor into many little pieces one morning for no apparent reason.  I swear, I was not exercising upstairs in the neighbors apartment! Hell, I don't exercise in my apartment, I'm not gonna in theirs!). 
We've moved to our first floor apartment back in March I believe and although we don't have ceiling fixtures below, some of the floor boards leave me to wonder if I should even walk on them much less jump around on them.  But that's just an excuse.
And that's what I've had a lot of... excuses.
But I'm gonna to stop the excuses and get down to business.  Especially since my husbands Fraternity Reunion is coming up and he wants me and the kids to go with him to the Picnic.  OY!  A coed Fraternity I might add. OY! OY!
So I have 2 weeks and three days to get like 20 pounds off me so that I can feel a little bit comfortable around these people.
Hubby doesn't care about the weight only my health but never harps.  He says we are a family and we are a part of him and he wants us there. 
So I'm hoping that his old fraternity friends have aged badly and I won't be the only one sitting in the park chasing after two children looking all sweaty and smelly like a horse that just ran a cross country race through the desert.
I digress:: 
What prompted me to send this email was weighing myself this morning to get the base weight to start dieting. 
My scale is a Weight Watchers digital scale.  And it goes up to 330 lbs.
This morning I got on the scale and it said 136.8.  I said there's not f#cking way!! I looked in the mirror and KNEW I hadn't shrunk. That was painfully obvious!
I got back on the scale and it said the same thing.
I yelled, "Don't tell me I broke another f*cking scale?!?!?!!"  (broke a cheap one years ago, and another cheap one at a friends house during a BBQ, but he doesn't know I was the one that broke it.  Thank Goodness many others were there to blame)
I got off the scale and took my shower.  Got out of the shower and after drying off tried the scale again.  Maybe by magic it fixed itself?
It said the same thing.  I thought damn, I broke this friggin 30 dollar scale.
Then I remembered, the other day when I moved it.. I touched something on the back of it and thought that I had moved the weights. By that I mean that little dial you turn to center the line on the 0 before getting on the scale).  But then remembered that this scale doesn't have your standard weight dial thingy, that's why you have to tap it to get the 0 cuz it automatically sets it correctly.  So then what did I touch??? 
Turned it over and there on the underside sitting all pretty was a little button that goes back and forth. 
One side of the button reads LB and the other reads KG. Guess which side the button was on.  Yep.. the KG.  "Son of a B!tch!!"
I tell ya... I prefer the KG read out by a LOT!!
Got on the scale... it said the usual... I said, "ppppffftttttt" and got dressed.
I thought I should post to the group my goof since I thought I huge DUH was due!!
Can everyone say DUH Chris!!  Sheesh!!
O:-)
Happy Day.




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