Aiden cracks me up.
So I'm making dinner and cut up some onions...the kids dietary repertoire consists of peanut butter jelly/grilled cheese/pasta/mac and cheese/ hot dogs and waffels...he doesn't eat much. Anyhow, I was cutting the onions and our conersation proceeded as such:
A: "Mmmmm smells yummy"
Me: "That's what onion smells like. That's an onion."
A: "mmmmmmmmmmm" Sniffing...He then comes up and sniffs me.
Me: "What does mommy smell like?"
A: *thinking, comes in for another smell* "Chocolate."
Me: "Oo, I smell like chocolate? Cool."
He then smells himself and declares : "TREATS!" Treats aren't so shabby either, I mean on the whole spectrum of things to smell like, chocolate and treats, neither one of those is a bad thing.
I then asked him what Conor smells like, he ran over to Conor's swing, took a big whiff and said "CHEESEBURGERS!!"
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
Beat...
I'm super tired this evening. I slept miserably last night on the floor at Sarah's...and then was up at 5:30 feeding Conor and went shopping. Cool being all done Christmas shopping though! Go Black Friday! Keene was cool to shop, it was a little crowded, but not near as bad as it would have been if we had stayed here. I hit Target, JC Penny and KB Toy today. :) All done for the boys, they are going to be super spoiled this year. :) Oh well. I'm actually excited for Christmas this year. :)
Well, like I said I'm beat. So I just finished cleaning up and I'm going to take a shower and head to bed.
Well, like I said I'm beat. So I just finished cleaning up and I'm going to take a shower and head to bed.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Penises...
So along with potty training is the fun realization that 'we' have a penis and it is 'fun' to play with.
Today I have two entertaining instances of this...
First, we picked up a cheeseburger and some fries before hitting the grocery store because I knew it was going to be insane in there and well, we all need something to distract our three year old from time to time. So he ate his fries, most of his burger and I look down and say, hey...there's more burger left you want this? And I notice his hands are in his pants...I immediately thought, oh no, he's pee'd in the shopping cart. "Do you need to go potty?" I say. "No, no potty mommy"..hands still in pants. "Ok, well maybe you should get out of the cart right now." Trying to change the subject, the action that's going on...do I really want my three year old playing with himself in my shopping cart next to the bag of Tostitos?? No...no not really.
So...fast forward to a few minutes ago, yes it's almost ten...the boy has been watching Aladdin in bed, he's being good and quiet, so I just let him be. I heard the end song come on and started walking down the hall...where I hear "Go pee pee mommy" in a quiet voice...I walk into his room and he's taken off his zipped footy pajamas AND his diaper (we still use a diaper overnight) and was playing with himself again, I'm sure he was angry, we had put a few obstacles in his way to getting to his 'fun'.
He's too young for this. I know he's not...I know it's curiosity and it feels good and it's healthy and all that, but he's going to be obsessed with that thing for the next what...100 years? Can't he have a few more days of innocence? Can't I?
Today I have two entertaining instances of this...
First, we picked up a cheeseburger and some fries before hitting the grocery store because I knew it was going to be insane in there and well, we all need something to distract our three year old from time to time. So he ate his fries, most of his burger and I look down and say, hey...there's more burger left you want this? And I notice his hands are in his pants...I immediately thought, oh no, he's pee'd in the shopping cart. "Do you need to go potty?" I say. "No, no potty mommy"..hands still in pants. "Ok, well maybe you should get out of the cart right now." Trying to change the subject, the action that's going on...do I really want my three year old playing with himself in my shopping cart next to the bag of Tostitos?? No...no not really.
So...fast forward to a few minutes ago, yes it's almost ten...the boy has been watching Aladdin in bed, he's being good and quiet, so I just let him be. I heard the end song come on and started walking down the hall...where I hear "Go pee pee mommy" in a quiet voice...I walk into his room and he's taken off his zipped footy pajamas AND his diaper (we still use a diaper overnight) and was playing with himself again, I'm sure he was angry, we had put a few obstacles in his way to getting to his 'fun'.
He's too young for this. I know he's not...I know it's curiosity and it feels good and it's healthy and all that, but he's going to be obsessed with that thing for the next what...100 years? Can't he have a few more days of innocence? Can't I?
Gobble Gobble!
Thanksgiving day is upon us! We will be heading up to Keene, NH in the morning to spend it at Sarah's house. They are all very excited to spend some time with Aiden, as goes the message that was relayed to me by Sam today. I'm sure they are excited to spend time with Conor as well...I mean who wouldn't want to spend time w/ a constipated teething four month old?? Ray of sunshine that one. ;) He's doing well with eating though, perhaps too well, thus the constipation. He had his first meal on Saturday and has done well with Rice Cereal, Applesauce and today's fun introduction...PRUNES! I was going to introduce Sweet Potatoes tomorrow as a special Thanksgiving treat, however, I think the prunes were more vital. He's got a digestive track like his brother, poor dude. Aiden always had constipation issues...now if I could only get him not to go in his underwear...He is doing really well though with peeing on the potty. :) :) Yeah for potty training!
I just making some stuff for tomorrow, I made a gluten free apple crisp, a artichoke dip and sausage stuffed mushrooms. MMmmmmm. I am going to try out some GF stuffing too, if it tastes okay I'll bring some with me.
I have to say Aiden is the cutest thing. He just stumbled out of the playroom after waking up from his nap. He fell asleep on the way home from the grocery store so I put him in his bed, he woke up w/in an hour, but came out here, went pee pee then moved to the futon in the playroom and fell back asleep. He's wearing his cousins handme downs...a turtleneck and a sweatshirt that look really cute on him right now...hehe.
Well...monsieur fussy pants needs his bottle..please pray the prunes work soon... :)
I just making some stuff for tomorrow, I made a gluten free apple crisp, a artichoke dip and sausage stuffed mushrooms. MMmmmmm. I am going to try out some GF stuffing too, if it tastes okay I'll bring some with me.
I have to say Aiden is the cutest thing. He just stumbled out of the playroom after waking up from his nap. He fell asleep on the way home from the grocery store so I put him in his bed, he woke up w/in an hour, but came out here, went pee pee then moved to the futon in the playroom and fell back asleep. He's wearing his cousins handme downs...a turtleneck and a sweatshirt that look really cute on him right now...hehe.
Well...monsieur fussy pants needs his bottle..please pray the prunes work soon... :)
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Poop Poop Everywhere and I have a Rash...
Be WARNED this deals with A LOT of poop talk...
Soooo we are potty training.
I decided that there are no more diapers, no more...I was going to buy a new package the other day and thought, JEEZ these are expensive...And I have to buy some for my four month old and some for my three year old...odds are the four month old isn't going to potty train any time soon, so I came home and told Aiden, "There are no more diapers." Voila. Okay, so not really voila. Things have been going OKAY...Could be worse, could be better.
Some days we have had no accidents, other days we have run through every pair of sweatpants Aiden owns(which is a lot)...then there are really fun days like yesterday and today.
So Aiden was playing Sonic yesterday and I told him that he had to go try and go potty, he went pee and decided he had to run off and go back to playing sonic, I told him he had to try and poop...he said no, didn't have to go...
Fast forward to ten minutes later, I look in to check on him and he's standing playing Sonic, which is very odd because normally he sits in his bean bag chair. At his feet was, you guessed it, poop. Two piles of poop...he says to me "Awww Aiden, why you poo poo on the floor." Leaving me to believe the kid knows better...So I said, "Give me the controller, get into the bathroom." He hands me the controller and I immediately regret that exchange, because it's covered in poop. Covered. As are Aiden's hands. As is Aiden's train table. As is the carpet. As is the inside of Aiden's pants, his socks, his legs...AAGGGGHHHH!!! So Mommy Was Very Angry. I informed him of this, no more sonic until Saturday - he had to go in, sit on teh potty, then take a shower...I had to clean him up and the rest of the free world that was covered with his excrement.
Fast forward to two hours later...he is standing in the corner of his playroom 'reading' the Sonic instruction manual. Corner of the Playroom = Poop...it always has. I told him "Hold up! Don't Poop!" (mind you he had just pee'd about fifteen minutes prior)...I thought I had been smart...he's been going without underwear because I really wanted him to be aware of the sensation that he's not wearing a diaper or anything else, therefore shouldn't pee (or poop)...BUT I put underwear on him because at least it would catch the poop right? WRONG. Poop was on the floor...under his feet to put it more specifically...smeared into the floor with his lovely white socks...yum. I put a stop to it immediately, told him he needed to go to the potty NOW and shuffled him in there...there was a little bit of poo in his underwear, how the rest of it escaped is beyond me. I proceeded to tell him he was in so much trouble, sit on his Diego potty while I go clean up the poop...When I got back to him he had basically filled the potty...So I'm thinking the kid doesn't feel well, so I lay off on his punishment.
Today he did great. He asked me to go to the potty when we were at Amy's house...he held it while we shopped, he held it for the ride home and his nap...well I hear his door slamming and go and check on him and he says "Oh no mommy...Poop" His pants are around his ankles and I'm assuming he HAS to poop, because at a glance there was no poop within his pants, I saw his underwear, yes it was wet, but there was no poop. So I plop Conor into his crib, who proceeds to scream about that situation...and rush Aiden to the potty...I started the tub for him and had it full...(Oh his shower this morning is a whole other story...) took off his pants while he was sitting on the potty thinking he was there too poop...As I pull of the pants, poop goes flying across the bathroom, it was almost as if it was slow motion..."Noooo!!!" Big nasty poop flies into the tub, onto the tub and onto the floor...Shoot me now. Conor is screaming at this point and Aiden pipes up with "Mommy is Angry"...Mommy is beyond Angry my boy...So I clean up all the poop but I still fall apart, I think I just hit a breaking point, I told Sam I was looking for a job and seriously started to look for one...I'll put them in daycare, someone else can take care of this potty training stuff because I can't hack it!! Obviously the thought was fleeting, however I did look for almost an hour...all while Conor screamed, Aiden repeated 'Mommy is happy? Mommy is happy??" He always says that after he has done things wrong...uggg...I felt horrible but I seriously started to cry quite hard, I think I just hit a breaking point. Damn potty training.
This morning While Aiden was in the shower, he says to me..."I need soap"...I look in the shower and he's squeezed the body wash onto his leg...I showed him how the loofah with make the soap bubble and that he is not to use anymore soap...I got dressed and went back in and heard the distinctive sound of an empty squeeze container, why yes ladies and gentleman he had emptied the whole bottle of soft soap into the shower with him... Ugg
Oh and about my rash. I'm allergic to yardwork...it's official. It isn't poison ivy, because no one else has gotten and it we can't seem to find it, but it's poison something. I noticed it on my hands on Monday, yesterday I noticed it on my forehead, tonight at the gym I noticed it on my face by my nose and came home to realize, oh yeah, it's on my EYELID! Uggggg! So I scrubbed down the laptop, only place I can think the oil may still be and I'll have to go to the doc tomorrow for some steroids. FRICKEN FUN.
Soooo we are potty training.
I decided that there are no more diapers, no more...I was going to buy a new package the other day and thought, JEEZ these are expensive...And I have to buy some for my four month old and some for my three year old...odds are the four month old isn't going to potty train any time soon, so I came home and told Aiden, "There are no more diapers." Voila. Okay, so not really voila. Things have been going OKAY...Could be worse, could be better.
Some days we have had no accidents, other days we have run through every pair of sweatpants Aiden owns(which is a lot)...then there are really fun days like yesterday and today.
So Aiden was playing Sonic yesterday and I told him that he had to go try and go potty, he went pee and decided he had to run off and go back to playing sonic, I told him he had to try and poop...he said no, didn't have to go...
Fast forward to ten minutes later, I look in to check on him and he's standing playing Sonic, which is very odd because normally he sits in his bean bag chair. At his feet was, you guessed it, poop. Two piles of poop...he says to me "Awww Aiden, why you poo poo on the floor." Leaving me to believe the kid knows better...So I said, "Give me the controller, get into the bathroom." He hands me the controller and I immediately regret that exchange, because it's covered in poop. Covered. As are Aiden's hands. As is Aiden's train table. As is the carpet. As is the inside of Aiden's pants, his socks, his legs...AAGGGGHHHH!!! So Mommy Was Very Angry. I informed him of this, no more sonic until Saturday - he had to go in, sit on teh potty, then take a shower...I had to clean him up and the rest of the free world that was covered with his excrement.
Fast forward to two hours later...he is standing in the corner of his playroom 'reading' the Sonic instruction manual. Corner of the Playroom = Poop...it always has. I told him "Hold up! Don't Poop!" (mind you he had just pee'd about fifteen minutes prior)...I thought I had been smart...he's been going without underwear because I really wanted him to be aware of the sensation that he's not wearing a diaper or anything else, therefore shouldn't pee (or poop)...BUT I put underwear on him because at least it would catch the poop right? WRONG. Poop was on the floor...under his feet to put it more specifically...smeared into the floor with his lovely white socks...yum. I put a stop to it immediately, told him he needed to go to the potty NOW and shuffled him in there...there was a little bit of poo in his underwear, how the rest of it escaped is beyond me. I proceeded to tell him he was in so much trouble, sit on his Diego potty while I go clean up the poop...When I got back to him he had basically filled the potty...So I'm thinking the kid doesn't feel well, so I lay off on his punishment.
Today he did great. He asked me to go to the potty when we were at Amy's house...he held it while we shopped, he held it for the ride home and his nap...well I hear his door slamming and go and check on him and he says "Oh no mommy...Poop" His pants are around his ankles and I'm assuming he HAS to poop, because at a glance there was no poop within his pants, I saw his underwear, yes it was wet, but there was no poop. So I plop Conor into his crib, who proceeds to scream about that situation...and rush Aiden to the potty...I started the tub for him and had it full...(Oh his shower this morning is a whole other story...) took off his pants while he was sitting on the potty thinking he was there too poop...As I pull of the pants, poop goes flying across the bathroom, it was almost as if it was slow motion..."Noooo!!!" Big nasty poop flies into the tub, onto the tub and onto the floor...Shoot me now. Conor is screaming at this point and Aiden pipes up with "Mommy is Angry"...Mommy is beyond Angry my boy...So I clean up all the poop but I still fall apart, I think I just hit a breaking point, I told Sam I was looking for a job and seriously started to look for one...I'll put them in daycare, someone else can take care of this potty training stuff because I can't hack it!! Obviously the thought was fleeting, however I did look for almost an hour...all while Conor screamed, Aiden repeated 'Mommy is happy? Mommy is happy??" He always says that after he has done things wrong...uggg...I felt horrible but I seriously started to cry quite hard, I think I just hit a breaking point. Damn potty training.
This morning While Aiden was in the shower, he says to me..."I need soap"...I look in the shower and he's squeezed the body wash onto his leg...I showed him how the loofah with make the soap bubble and that he is not to use anymore soap...I got dressed and went back in and heard the distinctive sound of an empty squeeze container, why yes ladies and gentleman he had emptied the whole bottle of soft soap into the shower with him... Ugg
Oh and about my rash. I'm allergic to yardwork...it's official. It isn't poison ivy, because no one else has gotten and it we can't seem to find it, but it's poison something. I noticed it on my hands on Monday, yesterday I noticed it on my forehead, tonight at the gym I noticed it on my face by my nose and came home to realize, oh yeah, it's on my EYELID! Uggggg! So I scrubbed down the laptop, only place I can think the oil may still be and I'll have to go to the doc tomorrow for some steroids. FRICKEN FUN.
Monday, November 5, 2007
I had forgotten..
To mention that I joined a gym on Saturday! It's rather pricey, $40/mo plus childcare - putting me at over $60/month but I think I'll take advantage of it.
I went on Saturday for an hour, did 20 mins on the bike and 20 on the treadmill and did 30 leg presses at 60 lbs...Went back today did the same except I increased my level for both the bike and the treadmill and also added some leg curls to work the backs of my thighs...lord knows they need it.
Aiden and Conor went to the childcare today. It was nice to just veg for an hour and not have to deal with either of them...I know that sounds kinda cruel but it was a good escape. I also was able to shower all by myself and knew my boys were being taken care of. :)
I hope to go back tomorrow and work on my top half...arms, abs, shoulders, back, etc and give the legs a break. I'm going to try for an every other day schedule. :)
I went on Saturday for an hour, did 20 mins on the bike and 20 on the treadmill and did 30 leg presses at 60 lbs...Went back today did the same except I increased my level for both the bike and the treadmill and also added some leg curls to work the backs of my thighs...lord knows they need it.
Aiden and Conor went to the childcare today. It was nice to just veg for an hour and not have to deal with either of them...I know that sounds kinda cruel but it was a good escape. I also was able to shower all by myself and knew my boys were being taken care of. :)
I hope to go back tomorrow and work on my top half...arms, abs, shoulders, back, etc and give the legs a break. I'm going to try for an every other day schedule. :)
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Football Sunday...
Conor still isn't happy about that tooth...
He's too cute huh? Poor dude.
We went to Pam, Art and Zach's for Halloween night. Jen, Smitty and Noah, Marie, Chris and Ian, MaryEllen and her BF and of course Pam, Art, Zach and Mr. and Mrs. Kelly and even Mrs. Kehoe were there. It was fun, Aiden had a blast going around from house to house. He LOVES HALLOWEEN. He repeated it often...Mommy, I likea the Halloween...hehe...So cute. He'd go and say TRICK OR TREAT and THANK YOU and HAPPY HALLOWEEN! at each house then RUN to the next one. Noone was allowed to put the candy in his bucket, they had to hand it to him and HE had to put it in. Conor just hung in his stroller, he loves being outside so he was all chill...:)
Tonight we had Marni, Chris & Grace, Faye, her hubby (drawing a blank now on his name...eek), Colin & Morgan and Kari, Gavin and Nate over to watch the game. It was close but Pats won. They kiddos had fun. Grace is a doll and Aiden and Nate did their typical thing...hehe...they are goofie boys but have a lot of fun together. Aiden has started an "Aggressive Lean" is what I termed it...he knows to keep his hands to himself, but he will lean in real close to the other kiddos and prompt them to hit or push him...totally an antagonizer...uggg...but he'll look at you like what, I kept my hands to myself mom...Gotta put a stop to that!
Anyhow, I'm beat...gotta go to bed. :) I bet Sam is sound asleep downstairs...he was a bit 'buzzed'. Hehe...
He's too cute huh? Poor dude.
We went to Pam, Art and Zach's for Halloween night. Jen, Smitty and Noah, Marie, Chris and Ian, MaryEllen and her BF and of course Pam, Art, Zach and Mr. and Mrs. Kelly and even Mrs. Kehoe were there. It was fun, Aiden had a blast going around from house to house. He LOVES HALLOWEEN. He repeated it often...Mommy, I likea the Halloween...hehe...So cute. He'd go and say TRICK OR TREAT and THANK YOU and HAPPY HALLOWEEN! at each house then RUN to the next one. Noone was allowed to put the candy in his bucket, they had to hand it to him and HE had to put it in. Conor just hung in his stroller, he loves being outside so he was all chill...:)
Tonight we had Marni, Chris & Grace, Faye, her hubby (drawing a blank now on his name...eek), Colin & Morgan and Kari, Gavin and Nate over to watch the game. It was close but Pats won. They kiddos had fun. Grace is a doll and Aiden and Nate did their typical thing...hehe...they are goofie boys but have a lot of fun together. Aiden has started an "Aggressive Lean" is what I termed it...he knows to keep his hands to himself, but he will lean in real close to the other kiddos and prompt them to hit or push him...totally an antagonizer...uggg...but he'll look at you like what, I kept my hands to myself mom...Gotta put a stop to that!
Anyhow, I'm beat...gotta go to bed. :) I bet Sam is sound asleep downstairs...he was a bit 'buzzed'. Hehe...
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