Raise your hand if you want to stay in your warm house the rest of the season. Not because you're a grump and you're sick of going out, but because it's just so, so nice to stay in. To hear the heater kick on, keep the lights low, let the kids lounge around in jammies all day, bake delicious treats, fold warm laundry, and dream of sewing something cozy and colorful to wrap up in. Speaking of dreaming (and wrapping up I guess), I couldn't go to sleep last night because I was so wrapped up in Christmas ideas. Presents. Wood and fabric mainly. Art. Clothes. I've got a lot to do. And I'm so excited.
Another reason I couldn't sleep last night was because Max was waking up every hour or so. I'm tired.
Then today I woke up with a fat lip due to a skin infection that I'd been thinking was just the meanest zit ever for the past three days. It's ok though. Antibiotics. And while I was at the pharmacy I went ahead and used some flex spending to stock up on children's and baby's tylenol and ibuprofen, and albuteral for Quinn's nebulizer. Be prepared.
Also while I was visiting with the doctor we talked about the h1n1 shot for the boys. Quinn has asthma (just like Papa) so he would be considered one of those at super high risk of having a really bad time if he were to catch this swine flu. And I guess it would be a good idea to have Maxwell get it too. What do you guys think of all the hype over this whole thing? For us, we don't even get the regular flu shot. Just never have. So I feel nervous when everyone is saying we HAVE to get the swine flu vaccine. I guess I'm going to take them in to get it. At this point though, I don't even want to take them out of the house. Can't we just stay home and wait it out? No, I know. I know!
Enough of that.
Our boys have been growing up over the past few weeks. It's been very exciting around here. First up - Just when I was ready to completely give up and never mention using the potty to Quinn ever again, with the realization that I could eventually be changing a 6 year old's diapers, I got a letter from my friend Maurine that had the exact information that I needed to give me confidence to move forward. She said that kids needed two things to become potty trained. 1) They need to know how. 2) They need the motivation - either a reward when they do good, or a punishment when they do bad. Whatever your kid responds to. So last Tuesday we declared no more diapers for Quinn (except at bedtime). We bought him a toy and put it in the windowsill in the bathroom, explaing that he could have it once he pooped on the potty. Then we simply said "If you need to tinkle or poop, just go sit on the potty." The first day he peed in his pants four times. I wasn't feeling very optimistic. He's had three accidents since, with no accidents since Friday. DID YOU READ WHAT I JUST SAID??? Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and today - NO ACCIDENTS. And he just goes all by himself. Just gets up and goes in the bathroom without me telling him or anything. I honestly didn't see this happening in my lifetime. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. And now, it seems as though we're completely out of the tunnel. After a week. Wow.
The next exciting growth for this week is Quinn learning how to use the mouse on the computer all by himself. Now he can play Starfall all by himself. If you haven't discovered Starfall yet, you're welcome. I give all the credit of Quinn knowing his ABC's to Starfall. And wow, Maurine is also the one who told me about Starfall. Maurine, you've changed my life two fold this week.
Look at the finger. Ready to click. Can you tell how proud of himself he is?
More growing up: The boys fighting over a chair. I think fighting is a very grown up thing to do.They're both screaming in this picture.
And last, Max has decided he wants to feed himself from now on. He's actually really good with a spoon. With the occational missed-my-mouth-and-hit-my-forehead episode. It happens:
And then sometimes it gets to the point where a spoon just ain't cuttin' it anymore:
That's all for now.