A while back I wrote a blog post about potty training adventures...
"I 'hate' potty training. Its the devil's work. Seriously! Start with a toddler who "always" asks why. Follow it up by trying to get that one onto the toilet before he does anything. Nice thought. What happens is as follows: Diaper off, child takes at least 5 minutes to prep the toilet himself and redo it for good measure. Child scratches butt which is poopy, now on hands. Hands touch toilet and other parts of body. Poo is now everywhere. Clean-up ensues. While throwing away disinfectant wipes, child pees 2 gallons on the floor. Shower, screaming, find missed poo on child, now under fingernails. "Why" is the music you clean and cry to. = Devil's Work!"
Now I still feel this way. It is the devils work. We've tried bribes of candy, our son is a choco-holic!, we have a story book he wants but can't have yet, we've offered a party. All things work for about 5 minutes. Basically it boils down to a battle of wills.
Today we attempted the training again. I've got a head cold and a shorter fuse. Ethan, knows this, seems to be full of "it" also known as everything under the sun. He informs me tha the needs to change his 'underwear' (pullups) and proceeds to pull down his pants. Then runs around the house naked from waist down. Finally get him to sit on his potty chair for at least 5 minutes with no action.
"Ok good job kiddo, how about you try wearing your "big boy underwear" for a while. Remember don't potty in them, let's keep them dry so you can wear them all day!"
"Oh man...look mommy!"
"Sigh...I'll get some cleaning supplies."
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Getting out the door
We recently added to our little family with the birth of our second son. We often remarked with our first child that we were naive in our thoughts and opinions of parenting. We learned a lot over the past three years.
So I guess it was naivety that allowed us to think having another wouldn't be that much more work. Our older son had some challenges, but he's a generous and polite three year old. So that means we we're pros now! Right? Oh so very, very wrong!
Just trying to get out of the house is like a three ring circus. First, our three year old gets up. He's always up first. Something about his biological clock says the moment there is even a hint of dawn, its time to wake the house. He is a morning person like no other; its like we pumped an IV solution of sugar water into him through the night or something. Just ready to go the moment those blue eyes pop open. Next is mom, who while never really a morning person, could handle mornings decently until now. Now its mandatory for a large cup of coffee and about an hour before I can converse coherently. Next is most likely the baby ready for his next feeding and diaper change. Lastly, is dad, who likes to sleep as long as possible. At this point time is limited and mom and dad both are rushing around trying to get things ready. Three year old is running around, doing anything he can to delay getting dressed, baby is fussy and we're still trying to finish the morning coffee. By the time we actually get out of the house we're late and ready for a nap!
All this illustrates just how wrong we were. Easy? No, there is no easy.
So I guess it was naivety that allowed us to think having another wouldn't be that much more work. Our older son had some challenges, but he's a generous and polite three year old. So that means we we're pros now! Right? Oh so very, very wrong!
Just trying to get out of the house is like a three ring circus. First, our three year old gets up. He's always up first. Something about his biological clock says the moment there is even a hint of dawn, its time to wake the house. He is a morning person like no other; its like we pumped an IV solution of sugar water into him through the night or something. Just ready to go the moment those blue eyes pop open. Next is mom, who while never really a morning person, could handle mornings decently until now. Now its mandatory for a large cup of coffee and about an hour before I can converse coherently. Next is most likely the baby ready for his next feeding and diaper change. Lastly, is dad, who likes to sleep as long as possible. At this point time is limited and mom and dad both are rushing around trying to get things ready. Three year old is running around, doing anything he can to delay getting dressed, baby is fussy and we're still trying to finish the morning coffee. By the time we actually get out of the house we're late and ready for a nap!
All this illustrates just how wrong we were. Easy? No, there is no easy.
Friday, February 5, 2010
The following was something I previously posted in a shared blog with hubby, Brian, about a year ago.
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One thing about road trips that I especially enjoy is finding off beat or funny signs. Sometimes you have to wonder what people were thinking when they came up with some of these. I mean come on...Here are a few that we saw on our recent car trip and my personal thoughts...
1) Meat Chickens: The sign actually read: "Meat Chickens 4 Sale." Now, I know people sell chickens that are purposed for egg laying and others that are meant for food. I just for some reason found this funny. I mean the point of hte sign was that these chickens were meant for food,. There are thousands of ways that could have been better phrased. Something about it screams the fact that this person's driveway does not come all the wya to the road, if you know what I mean.
2) Yakama, The Palm Springs of Washington: Has the person who made this billboard actually been to Palm Springs: If any of you have driven past or actually stopped in Yakama, you know. 'Nuff said.
3) Woodpecker Truck: I'm sorry but that just sounds so wrong for those of us with less than clean minds. No details provided, I'm sure you can figure it out.
4) The Hungry Red Neck Cafe: This was a sign for a restaurant somewhere along the Oregon/Idaho boarder. The sign actually pictured a "red neck" or "hillbilly" on the sign. Now, I'm not one to judge much...ok yes I am, but regardless, this just seems a bit too much of the "pot calling the kettle black."
5) Do Not Pass Snow Plow on the Right: This was in a mountain pass in Eastern Oregon. Obviously, someone tried this. There is no other logical reason this sign should have been made. Its seems like a no-brainer to me, but someone must have not thought it through. Another "driveway is too short" person. Darwin Awards contestant anyone?"
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Ok so just one more to add to this...somewhere off the 405 heading in the Kirkland area is a store that sells "fasteners, tools, maintenance & shop supplies." This one is again a no details provided sign. Driving along the freeway look off to the side and see "Tacoma Screw." Dirty!
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One thing about road trips that I especially enjoy is finding off beat or funny signs. Sometimes you have to wonder what people were thinking when they came up with some of these. I mean come on...Here are a few that we saw on our recent car trip and my personal thoughts...
1) Meat Chickens: The sign actually read: "Meat Chickens 4 Sale." Now, I know people sell chickens that are purposed for egg laying and others that are meant for food. I just for some reason found this funny. I mean the point of hte sign was that these chickens were meant for food,. There are thousands of ways that could have been better phrased. Something about it screams the fact that this person's driveway does not come all the wya to the road, if you know what I mean.
2) Yakama, The Palm Springs of Washington: Has the person who made this billboard actually been to Palm Springs: If any of you have driven past or actually stopped in Yakama, you know. 'Nuff said.
3) Woodpecker Truck: I'm sorry but that just sounds so wrong for those of us with less than clean minds. No details provided, I'm sure you can figure it out.
4) The Hungry Red Neck Cafe: This was a sign for a restaurant somewhere along the Oregon/Idaho boarder. The sign actually pictured a "red neck" or "hillbilly" on the sign. Now, I'm not one to judge much...ok yes I am, but regardless, this just seems a bit too much of the "pot calling the kettle black."
5) Do Not Pass Snow Plow on the Right: This was in a mountain pass in Eastern Oregon. Obviously, someone tried this. There is no other logical reason this sign should have been made. Its seems like a no-brainer to me, but someone must have not thought it through. Another "driveway is too short" person. Darwin Awards contestant anyone?"
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Ok so just one more to add to this...somewhere off the 405 heading in the Kirkland area is a store that sells "fasteners, tools, maintenance & shop supplies." This one is again a no details provided sign. Driving along the freeway look off to the side and see "Tacoma Screw." Dirty!
Welcome
So I've been thinking for a while about writting in a journal or keeping a diary of all the random thoughts that frequent my mind, and I thought what the heck...maybe someone out there in virtual space might get a kick out of it. So here I am. My very own grown up diary with no lock and key.
I am a wife, mother, personal chef, housekeeper, maid, soon to be teacher & chauffeur. I also do part-time work from home and in my spare time like to play with photography.
I chose the name "nounome" for my blog name as an homage to my sister, who at the adorable age of 2 utter the following words with utmost defiance: "No You No Me!" I've always love the feeling and attitude behind those words. My parents always said I lived life with gusto so I hope both my gusto and attitude are enjoyable for you, the reader. Incidentally, if I had a personalized license plate, it would read "nounome."
7 letters full of sass!
I am a wife, mother, personal chef, housekeeper, maid, soon to be teacher & chauffeur. I also do part-time work from home and in my spare time like to play with photography.
I chose the name "nounome" for my blog name as an homage to my sister, who at the adorable age of 2 utter the following words with utmost defiance: "No You No Me!" I've always love the feeling and attitude behind those words. My parents always said I lived life with gusto so I hope both my gusto and attitude are enjoyable for you, the reader. Incidentally, if I had a personalized license plate, it would read "nounome."
7 letters full of sass!
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