Today is the big day. We are starting potty training, for reals this time.
Victor is so enthusiastic about the potty that he's already on his fourth pair of underwear.
This is our second attempt at potty training. Our first try was just after Zeke was born. I took the trouble to read lots of books about potty training and then completely disregarded the strong advice against beginning training after the birth of a new sibling.
The up side of our failed attempt is that Victor already knows the mechanics of sitting, standing, using the stool, pulling up underwear, washing hands, and aiming (mostly). The down side was, well, the failure.
My friend Kari advised me to wait three months and try again, and this time I took the expert advice.
So far this morning we've had three half-accidents. That's what I call it when Victor starts to wet his pants and then stops midwetting. You might say, "But he's still wet!" I say, "But he felt it and stopped and put the rest in the potty." And by potty, I mean toilet.
I have high hopes this time, and I am taking LE's advice to pray at the beginning of each day. Any further expert advice is very welcome!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Jeremy's Big Debut
If you had attended our Sacrament Meeting today, you may have been startled to see it conducted by a bearded man in a seersucker suit. That's right--Jeremy conducted Sacrament Meeting for the first time today. He was perfect, of course.
Victor was another story. It was highly distressing for him to go to church for the sole purpose of seeing Dad (and eating crackers), but to have to sit with Mom and only see Dad. Fortunately, someone shared a small motorcade of matchbox cars with him, so he behaved decently during the meeting.
The help with Victor was welcome today, but I usually do not appreciate it when people try to play with him during church.
Victor was another story. It was highly distressing for him to go to church for the sole purpose of seeing Dad (and eating crackers), but to have to sit with Mom and only see Dad. Fortunately, someone shared a small motorcade of matchbox cars with him, so he behaved decently during the meeting.
The help with Victor was welcome today, but I usually do not appreciate it when people try to play with him during church.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Find the Flowers
Victor is playing a game right now where two of his cars are looking for "my flowers."
Zeke Dislikes Swimming
I took the boys to the pool this morning. Zeke did not have a good time. The poor little guy cried and cried unless I held him close and his sunscreen gave him a rash.
Victor was less interested in swimming and more interested in eating our friends' crackers.
We left early.
Victor was less interested in swimming and more interested in eating our friends' crackers.
We left early.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
No Helmet for Zeke
Zeke's six-month checkup went very well today. The best news is that he will not have to wear a helmet to correct a flat spot on the back right side of his head. Two months of looking left did the trick.
Zeke is following a growth pattern similar to Victor's. He weighs 15 pounds 12 ounces now, which means his weight has dropped from the 90th percentile at birth to just under the 25th percentile today. His height, now 27 3/4 inches, has held steady at the 90th percentil. His head is also and has always been in the 25th percentile.
Zeke is now able to roll front to back and back to front, and to roll from place to place to get things. He has also figured out how to use his legs to scoot himself forward on his tummy or back. He can pass an object from one hand to the other, which means each hand can open and close independently. He squeals and blows raspberries and giggles and even belly laughs, but I don't think he babbles yet. He smacks his lips when he eats, and when he's most sad he purses his lips and says "mmmmmmmmm."
Dr. Young says everything about Zeke looks terrific. He also says Victor should not grab syringes full of vaccine and squirt out the vaccine.
Of note, the new official word on peanuts is that children should not have them until age 2. Will I do that? We'll see. Peanut butter is convenient, if messy.
Zeke is following a growth pattern similar to Victor's. He weighs 15 pounds 12 ounces now, which means his weight has dropped from the 90th percentile at birth to just under the 25th percentile today. His height, now 27 3/4 inches, has held steady at the 90th percentil. His head is also and has always been in the 25th percentile.
Zeke is now able to roll front to back and back to front, and to roll from place to place to get things. He has also figured out how to use his legs to scoot himself forward on his tummy or back. He can pass an object from one hand to the other, which means each hand can open and close independently. He squeals and blows raspberries and giggles and even belly laughs, but I don't think he babbles yet. He smacks his lips when he eats, and when he's most sad he purses his lips and says "mmmmmmmmm."
Dr. Young says everything about Zeke looks terrific. He also says Victor should not grab syringes full of vaccine and squirt out the vaccine.
Of note, the new official word on peanuts is that children should not have them until age 2. Will I do that? We'll see. Peanut butter is convenient, if messy.
Bottomless Pit
Today Victor asked for and ate four bowls of cereal for breakfast: 1 Grape Nuts, 1 Rice Chex, and 2 Mini Wheats. He drank all of the milk out of the first three bowls and said "thank you very much" after I gave him each one.
I'm not sure where all that food goes. Straight into height, I guess. He can now reach light switches without standing on his toes or having to reach up high. He can also reach the bathroom faucet when he's standing on his stool and the yogurt without standing in the fridge. His legs are about an inch shy of being able to pedal a big wheel, and he's too tall for most tricycles. He can open the car doors and uses a booster seat with seat belt instead of a car seat.
Zeke seems to following the same trend. He has a doctor's appointment this morning, and I'm interested to see his weight and height.
I'm not sure where all that food goes. Straight into height, I guess. He can now reach light switches without standing on his toes or having to reach up high. He can also reach the bathroom faucet when he's standing on his stool and the yogurt without standing in the fridge. His legs are about an inch shy of being able to pedal a big wheel, and he's too tall for most tricycles. He can open the car doors and uses a booster seat with seat belt instead of a car seat.
Zeke seems to following the same trend. He has a doctor's appointment this morning, and I'm interested to see his weight and height.
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