As the weekend draws to a close, I must say that my mood has definenlty improved (all the women know this is because Aunt Flo finally got here). I did not find myself having the ever entertaining internal struggle over to beat or not to beat my children. I think they could sense the mood change. I do not know why, but it seems just when I need them to behave for my sanity and their safety, all three go plum, butt wild. I have no idea why this happens...but I swear sometimes I think they are doing it on purpose. That really makes the to beat or not to beat decision much more difficult.
Emily and the potty training is going very well. We made two big family outings this weekend (anytime we leave the house with three toddlers, it is a big family outing). The first was Saturday and we went to the Easter Event here at Ft. Carson. There Emily took her first crap in a public restroom. I am so proud. I was unable to crap in a public restroom until I was pregnant with the twins and at that point I would have crapped on the neighbors couch to make room. The second was Sunday and we went to Wal-Mart. We had to get price stickers and poster boards for our big garage sale coming up. There Emily again took a crap in a public restroom. I have to give her great kudos. She even yelled out "I made my poop come out. I can see it." so everyone in the Wal-Mart bathroom could also relish in the fact that Emily can shit in public. Good Girl!!!
Steven is starting to show a bit of interest in the potty. he wants to sit on it and then play the bo-bo game. What is the bo-bo game you ask? Well, he hops off the potty and chases Emily with his bo-bo yelling bobo at the top of his lungs. Already a streaker this kid is. I now wish I had never used the word bo-bo, but I guess I would rather he yell out bo-bo then ass!!! Would you like me to use the word bo-bo a few more times? I really would like someone to share my pain.
Ethan...No potty training in sight. Of course he is only 14 months old and still seems perfectly content to sit in a big warm mound of crap. I can dream. You cannot deny me that. I dream of a day when I am no longer buying diapers for three babies. I will then begin drinking wine. I have decided that is a fair trade off. I will have wiped three other people's butts for approximately 3 and 1/2 years. After that anyone deserves a shot at an alcohol induced stupor. Ah, I am just kidding. I am such a light weight...I would puke for sure, but the concept of being in any kind of stupor sounds appealing today.
Emily and the potty training is going very well. We made two big family outings this weekend (anytime we leave the house with three toddlers, it is a big family outing). The first was Saturday and we went to the Easter Event here at Ft. Carson. There Emily took her first crap in a public restroom. I am so proud. I was unable to crap in a public restroom until I was pregnant with the twins and at that point I would have crapped on the neighbors couch to make room. The second was Sunday and we went to Wal-Mart. We had to get price stickers and poster boards for our big garage sale coming up. There Emily again took a crap in a public restroom. I have to give her great kudos. She even yelled out "I made my poop come out. I can see it." so everyone in the Wal-Mart bathroom could also relish in the fact that Emily can shit in public. Good Girl!!!
Steven is starting to show a bit of interest in the potty. he wants to sit on it and then play the bo-bo game. What is the bo-bo game you ask? Well, he hops off the potty and chases Emily with his bo-bo yelling bobo at the top of his lungs. Already a streaker this kid is. I now wish I had never used the word bo-bo, but I guess I would rather he yell out bo-bo then ass!!! Would you like me to use the word bo-bo a few more times? I really would like someone to share my pain.
Ethan...No potty training in sight. Of course he is only 14 months old and still seems perfectly content to sit in a big warm mound of crap. I can dream. You cannot deny me that. I dream of a day when I am no longer buying diapers for three babies. I will then begin drinking wine. I have decided that is a fair trade off. I will have wiped three other people's butts for approximately 3 and 1/2 years. After that anyone deserves a shot at an alcohol induced stupor. Ah, I am just kidding. I am such a light weight...I would puke for sure, but the concept of being in any kind of stupor sounds appealing today.
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