Same thing with potty training. I have no idea how I'm going to get over that mountain because every time I start to go there, I whimper at the unbearable effort of it all. It's too much. Two butts with various holes that excrete nastiness on my carpet and couches, and I'm responsible for trying to teach them to control those valves? No thanks! These two year olds aren't interested in listening to anything I say, let alone voluntarily doing their thing on the potty when it's so much less effort just to take a dump in their pants. I don't blame them. If it was socially acceptable, I would probably wear diapers all day and pee freely instead of having to stop what I was doing and hustle to the bathroom.
However, this morning the kids woke ME up in my bedroom. Not only did they climb out of their cribs, but they came downstairs unsupervised to get to our room. Lovely. They totally cracked open a new can of worms for me. I keep on trying to pretend like it didn't happen but I guess we'll be moving them into big beds sooner than later. Also, they are too big for diapers. I know this because just one pee will have those things sagging all the way down to their ankles. They don't make diapers for kids with attitude problems. They make them for babies. And, I don't think I have those anymore.
Someone tell these nuggets to stop growing so fast. It makes me cry.
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My friend Christine tagged me in a blog post and I'm doing it only because I love her. (It was 35 questions but I'm cutting it down to 15 because my attention span is too short.)
1. Where is your cell phone? In the chair next to me
2. Your favorite food? Sushi
3. Your dream last night? I can't remember the details, but I know that Kate Gosselin was in it.
4. Your favorite drink? Caribbean Way from Smoothie King
5. Your dream/goal? To be emotionally close to my kids as long as I'm alive
6. Your fear? Death
7. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Happy, healthy and together
8. Something that you aren’t? A fan of hunting. If you are hunting for the meat, I understand that, but you better be dirt ass poor and unable to afford food (in which case I would suppose it would be embarrassing to flaunt the fact that you hunt.) If you aren't broke as hell and still hunt, then part of you must get off on killing things and I will never understand that even for a split second.
9. Muffins? Muffin tops are okay, but for me, a muffin is just a few steps above a fruit cake. I wouldn't go out of my way to eat one.
10. Wish list items? Canon Xsi, Ipod, and another cruise
11. Where did you grow up? Midlothian, VA and Alpharetta, GA
12. Last thing you did? put a kid in time-out
13. Your pets? 2 dogs, 2 cats, 1 husband, and 5 fish that are all 8 years old!
14. Vehicle? Odyssey
15. Your best friend? Brent
2 comments:
Pretty sure you were only suppose to use one word for each question...rule breaker.
I'm determined to keep them babies for as long as I possibly can. We still have binkies, only recently gave up the nighttime bottle and neither little guy has ever successfully delivered anything in the potty.
I don't want to leave this space in time, I steal my happiness from these babies.
Someone told me recently potty train them at two and they'll be trained by three. Potty train them at three and they'll be potty trained at three. That's what I'm going by at least :)
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