I must begin by thanking my many supporters for all the comments from my "feeling like an idiot" post. I don't think I've ever gotten so many comments from a post before. Just so you know, I did respond to the author's comment by saying that I certainly hoped that her book sales were helping her pay off her whopping debt. Unfortunately, I got my copy from the library, so I wasn't very helpful in that regard. I have no idea if she read my reply or not. Anyway, you all made me feel much better!
Where to begin? So many great moments this week. Bitty has been informing me that she is now too big for diapers. This is a devastating comment to hear, I being one who despises potty training. The thing is, she hates diapers, she loves panties, she hates sitting on the potty, and she is heartbroken when her undies get wet. I find this to be quite the combination. On Thursday we tried using a timer, set for every 20 minutes or so. That worked really well. She would happily go sit on the potty every time it went off. However, she never actually went potty while sitting on the potty. (I assume you know that by "go potty" I mean "urinate" - I'm not quite a grown-up yet, GHD3!) She must have sat on that thing at least 15 times. Not once did anything happen. She did, however, manage to wet her pants twice. She also pooped, but had the grace to remove her beloved Dora panties before doing so. Behind the couch. Serenity Now!!! She just has no concept of recognizing the need to go potty. Oh well, we'll get there.
Troy made me a very happy lady this week. He built a beautiful coat rack to hang by our front door. I've been wanting one for a long time, and looked and looked and never found anything that I really liked. I hated to put another job on Troy's to-do list, but he reminded me that there is a reason that we paid for all the tools he owns, and he did a great job. I love it. I love it so much I kind of hate to hang anything on it because it covers it up. Troy told me that he enjoys telling people how easy it is to make me happy. All he has to do is deny me some basic thing for a really really long time and then when he suddenly presents it to me I'm the happiest person on the planet. I just love that he has the talent to make beautiful things like that.
I also had to record our funny dog moments this week. Alex just gets nervous sometimes when kids are running around. I would even say he gets a little clingy. Here are pictures of him insisting on close physical contact with his favorite person on the planet:
He's such a psycho puppy, but I love him anyway.
I will end with a story about a trip to the park. First of all, hooray that we finally made it to the park! It was a bit chilly, but nice to soak in a little vitamin D. I was watching my kids and how opposite they are from each other, as demonstrated by their swing usage. Stomper, 5 1/2 year old boy, still insists on swinging in the little baby swings with a back and a chain sort of buckling him in. He loves for me to do all the pushing and pretty much blocks out all instruction on how to pump himself. Then there's Bitty, half her brother's age, who refused to sit in the little swings and refused to let me touch her at all. She just sat there on the big swing, hanging on for dear life and wiggling her bum as hard as she could trying to move. I'm laughing to myself just thinking about it. I want to solve her frustration so bad, but she just has to do it herself, which is great. Great, that is, until she's absolutely screaming in fury yet still won't let me help. She's a tough cookie, I tell you!
Very last of all, a great picture of her during a recent playdate: