Tuesday, March 22, 2011

it's a potty!

Ready or not, Luke has begun the potty training process.

Keith and I have been trying to wait until he told us he was ready, but with that day not appearing to come any time soon, we had to take matters into our own hands. If I'm being completely honest about our motives, we leave for Disneyland soon and neither Keith nor I have any desire to change Luke's diapers in the park. I mean, where would we even change him? On that plastic shelf e that folds down in a stall? Umm, he'd either snap that thing clean off the wall or his legs would probably dangle long enough to graze the ground. Do we change him out in some spare stretch of grass somewhere? I think we might get more than one crazy stare from passersby. And the size of his poo recently is ginormous. I really don't want to have to deal with that anymore and Keith doesn't want to either.

After encouragement from our friend Paula, we decided to dive head first into the potty training experience. Luke has actually done much better than we had initially anticipated. He's pretty much got the "pee pee" aspect down, we just need to have the same amount of success with poo.

So, in the spirit of fair warning, if you come to our home in the near future, you might see that adorable booty running around our house pants-less. You might see us doing a very animated potty dance celebrating Luke's pee progress (and fingers crossed poo progress too). Luke, myself, or really any piece of furniture might be covered in reward stickers. We are definitely shooting for a positive experience with positive rewards.

I just wish he would positively poop on the potty. A momma can dream...

Soobie Monsters

Luke and Reagan are seriously obsessed with the "soobie" (fruit smoothies) from Costco. Luke even asks to go to Costco now just so he can get a "soobie." I just think its super adorable how he says it and how excited he gets for them.

Now that Luke is talking more, its only increased the hilarious things that he thinks up. Here are some of the randoms that have come out of Luke's mouth recently:
  • In reference to Reagan's crying: Chill baby, chill.
  • Not to be confused with "soobie," but Luke has to have his daily dose of "soovie." That's movie, for all of you who may not speak the difficult-to-decipher language of toddler.
I really should start writing these down as I hear them because I'm, of course, drawing a complete blank now that I've sat down to write this. But don't you worry, it's never a dull moment, I tell you.

    Wednesday, March 9, 2011

    pajamas and piggie tails and peek-a-boo

    A lovely blanket of sickness has seemed to hover over the Waltemeyer household these past few weeks and on one particular day, we were between my stomach bug and Reagan's impending ear infection. I decided that we needed a low-key, relaxed type of day; that's also code for stay-in-our-jammies-all-morning, in case you weren't aware.

    Reagan has been doing much better with her almond milk. She loves the stuff, but we still can't giver her more than a half cup or so a day otherwise we're right back to not-goodness.

    Reagan's hair has grown very quickly now that she's actually able to eat and keep nutrients from her food. This seemed like a great day to attempt piggy tails in her hair for the first time. Ummm, hello cuteness! I really thought that I wasn't going to like the piggy tails on the top of her head, but I was wrong. I think I really do love them.

    It was an absolutely beautiful day outside so we went to run and play and blow bubbles. That was until Luke panicked when he spotted a grasshopper and a fly.

    Luke is ridiculously fast. I can hardly get him to slow down long enough for me to get him in my viewfinder, let alone take a picture of him. He does like to come full speed at Reagan and she's learned to brace herself. There is even a solid chance she could aspire to become a teacher someday with that sweet stink eye she's got going on.

    I love having proof that they do actually love each other. These moments may be fleeting, but I love them still the same.

    We ended our simple day with a sweet game of family peek-a-boo.

    Sometimes after a rough patch, its days like these that help me to remember why I love my life so much. Simple, sweet, special.