The crib that converted to a toddler bed that BOTH kids used is now gone. Friday morning I went in to get SG, and noticed a wingnut on the floor. Not good. I flipped up the mattress to see where it was from and maybe put it back. No dice, several pieces were missing, and he'd started dismantling the springy-net-thing that the mattress actually lays on. This is apparently what he's been doing when we find him lying under the bed like a mechanic under a car. We've been expecting him to take something apart like this, so it's really not a surprise. We used to find Maddie unscrewing nuts and bolts from the coffee table at about this age too...
So, since that morning happened to be bulk trash pick up day, we took it apart (saved the really good hardware) and chucked it. It's been through two kids, one of whom was not delicate, and had been put together and broken down at least 4 times that we can remember. It was time.
We left his mattress on the floor, not that he sleeps on it. He's been sleeping in my mom's upholstered rocking chair for at least a couple of weeks now...
Plus we took out the other mirrored closet door and chucked that, rather than waiting for him to break it...so he has no closet doors now...
The bits and pieces of my children. Neither of whom really fit their nicknames anymore...
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Free the Pee!
Matt mentioned that Nate sat on the toilet at the playroom last night, mostly (we assume) because he saw other kids doing it. We were kind of delighted, but didn't really make a big deal of it, didn't think it would amount to much, although it had potential.
This morning he had managed to take off his diaper while still wearing his footie pajamas, and THEN stripped out of the pjs. I had him sit down on the potty, and wandered off myself to the bathroom. I came out a couple of minutes later and he's dancing in front of the potty, pointing, "Pees in the potty!! Wook at da potty!"
I immediately started cheering and dancing, congratulating him...then I slipped in a puddle. He only got a small part of the pee into the potty - suddenly I'm thankful for this floor that I'm going to get rid of. We called Daddy and Grandma and Grandpa on the phone to tell them all that he'd peed (sort of) in the potty...
This morning he had managed to take off his diaper while still wearing his footie pajamas, and THEN stripped out of the pjs. I had him sit down on the potty, and wandered off myself to the bathroom. I came out a couple of minutes later and he's dancing in front of the potty, pointing, "Pees in the potty!! Wook at da potty!"
I immediately started cheering and dancing, congratulating him...then I slipped in a puddle. He only got a small part of the pee into the potty - suddenly I'm thankful for this floor that I'm going to get rid of. We called Daddy and Grandma and Grandpa on the phone to tell them all that he'd peed (sort of) in the potty...
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