Friday night we met some friends at the Bamalam (bar/restaurant in AV) for dinner. The boys were very well behaved most of the night. Right after dinner, Dave wanted out of his high chair. I let him out and he ran straight to the men's bathroom. I followed him and took him into the women's restroom to try to go potty.
Let me first say that the bathrooms are BAR bathrooms... not the cleanest. Not so dirty you can't use them but definitely not ideal for potty training. Dave sat right down and tinkled in the potty. I was so excited. That was the first time I've been able to get him to go to the bathroom in the toilet. Of course, when we came out I had to announce to everyone that Dave had pottied in the toilet! In a small town, this is no big deal because everyone knows Dave and he had lots of high fives and "good jobs!"
Now for my post title... All I wanted to do was sing "Pee Pee in the Pot-tee... Pee Pee in the Pot-tee!" just like Uncle Jesse, Danny and Joey sing for Michelle when she goes potty for the first time. How sad is it that my potty training experience is so dismal that I can only think of Full House?
In other news... we moved Dave to a toddler bed (well his crib converts to one) tonight to try to make that transition before we really start potty training... Wish us luck. That boy desperately needs containment.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Braggy McBraggerson
I've never thought I'd be one of "those" parents. You know... the kind that are constantly shouting out their children's accomplishments to anyone that will listen? I don't think I'm that parent. But I'm about to do it for just one minute. So just bear with me.
This brag post is about Monster 1 a.k.a. Dave. He's bright. How he got to be so bright, I'm not sure. His parents are not geniuses... just average everyday people. Anyway...
My child could identify all the letters of the alphabet before he was 2. More like around 21-22 months. The Easter Bunny brought him foam bath letters at Easter last year and after I dumped him in the bathtub he started picking them up and saying what letters they were! So I started asking him to find me the "D" and the "W" and all the other letters. He could identify them all! He clearly did not pick this up from Jeremy or I because we hadn't been working on letters with him. I called Judy, his babysitter, and asked her if she'd been working with him. She said no. Apparently he just picked it up from watching cartoons on Nick Jr.
Now, at 2 1/2 (I can't believe he's that old!), he can count and identify the numbers to 25. He can point out a diamond, star, triangle, circle, rectangle, square, oval, and heart. Jeremy was driving him to Council Grove in the morning the other day and he looked out the window and told Jeremy, "That's the moon... it's a cresent!"
I don't really know what's normal for kids his age... and I don't really push him learning. But he seems to just be interested in it!
Now - if we could only get him potty-trained. He's just too content to do his business in his diaper! That's the spring goal for the McDiffett household.
Just a few pictures of Monster #1.
This brag post is about Monster 1 a.k.a. Dave. He's bright. How he got to be so bright, I'm not sure. His parents are not geniuses... just average everyday people. Anyway...
My child could identify all the letters of the alphabet before he was 2. More like around 21-22 months. The Easter Bunny brought him foam bath letters at Easter last year and after I dumped him in the bathtub he started picking them up and saying what letters they were! So I started asking him to find me the "D" and the "W" and all the other letters. He could identify them all! He clearly did not pick this up from Jeremy or I because we hadn't been working on letters with him. I called Judy, his babysitter, and asked her if she'd been working with him. She said no. Apparently he just picked it up from watching cartoons on Nick Jr.
Now, at 2 1/2 (I can't believe he's that old!), he can count and identify the numbers to 25. He can point out a diamond, star, triangle, circle, rectangle, square, oval, and heart. Jeremy was driving him to Council Grove in the morning the other day and he looked out the window and told Jeremy, "That's the moon... it's a cresent!"
I don't really know what's normal for kids his age... and I don't really push him learning. But he seems to just be interested in it!
Now - if we could only get him potty-trained. He's just too content to do his business in his diaper! That's the spring goal for the McDiffett household.
Just a few pictures of Monster #1.
Thanksgiving 2011
Both Monsters together
My Sweet Boy
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Disgusted...
I'm taking a quick detour from my usual posts about family, friends and happiness. I am disgusted. With what you ask? The Bachelor.
I just watched my DVRed Bachelor from Monday night. That show is a guilty pleasure. It's kinda like Eminem for me. I don't love it... but something makes me keep watching/listening to it. I'm not a huge fan of Ben. He's okay - not my type of guy though. I usually just love watching those competeing for the Bachelor/Bachelorette's love. I remember loving Ali's season because the guys seemed to be such good friends. Monday night... not so much.
I always wonder how I would react to the different senarios they put the girls in. After the first night, I was telling Rachel that I would have likely been the one to try to get Monica and Jenna to "talk it out." Maybe that isn't how I would handle the situation but how I would HOPE I would handle it. I can tell you, there is NO WAY I would ever be climbing on a bridge for love. Uh huh... Love to me is Jeremy climbing up the ladder to paint because I can't get on the forth rung. Moving on...
Tonight I found myself thinking... could I have possibly anyone in the United States see me call a girl I don't even know a B? I am appalled. I realize there is editing that goes on that makes a situation look different than it is, but, those words have to come out of your mouth at some point in time! The producers do not make you say specific things about a particular person... and if they did - I'd be hightailing my cocktail dress wearing butt out of there. I mean... your parents, friends, family and potential significant other is going to see you acting like that. And I can't think of a bigger turnoff.
Rant over.
I just watched my DVRed Bachelor from Monday night. That show is a guilty pleasure. It's kinda like Eminem for me. I don't love it... but something makes me keep watching/listening to it. I'm not a huge fan of Ben. He's okay - not my type of guy though. I usually just love watching those competeing for the Bachelor/Bachelorette's love. I remember loving Ali's season because the guys seemed to be such good friends. Monday night... not so much.
I always wonder how I would react to the different senarios they put the girls in. After the first night, I was telling Rachel that I would have likely been the one to try to get Monica and Jenna to "talk it out." Maybe that isn't how I would handle the situation but how I would HOPE I would handle it. I can tell you, there is NO WAY I would ever be climbing on a bridge for love. Uh huh... Love to me is Jeremy climbing up the ladder to paint because I can't get on the forth rung. Moving on...
Tonight I found myself thinking... could I have possibly anyone in the United States see me call a girl I don't even know a B? I am appalled. I realize there is editing that goes on that makes a situation look different than it is, but, those words have to come out of your mouth at some point in time! The producers do not make you say specific things about a particular person... and if they did - I'd be hightailing my cocktail dress wearing butt out of there. I mean... your parents, friends, family and potential significant other is going to see you acting like that. And I can't think of a bigger turnoff.
Rant over.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
No laughing...
Just a quick story from our night last night.
The boys have been going to bed pretty good at night. Dillon has been sleeping well and either getting up once or sometimes even sleeping through the night. Last night, not so much. Dillon woke up for about 2 to 2 1/2 hours this morning. I gave him two bottles, tylenol (he had shots yesterday so I thought maybe that was bothering him), rocked, binkied, and changed a diaper. Nothing worked. He wasn't necessarily crying just fussing. Anyway, he woke Dave up. David is going through what is hopefully a short lived phase of wanting things in a particular way, therefore, I had to get him another cup of water. Then, when he realized he already had a cup of water, I had to take THAT one out of his crib. Then Jeremy tried to rock him but apparently wasn't doing it right so we made the decision to let the boys cry, shut the door and try to get some sleep ourselves.
We were laying in bed listening to Dave say, "Oh Momma! I need wrapped! Oh Daddy! I need rocked!" over and over in a screeching yell when we hear Dillon start laughing. Why he was laughing? I have no clue but David apparently didn't like it because he yelled to Dillon, "IT'S NOT FUNNY DILLON!" Needless to say, Jeremy and I were cracking up in bed. The boys were asleep within 5 minutes of that.
Wow... our house sometimes is a circus!
The boys have been going to bed pretty good at night. Dillon has been sleeping well and either getting up once or sometimes even sleeping through the night. Last night, not so much. Dillon woke up for about 2 to 2 1/2 hours this morning. I gave him two bottles, tylenol (he had shots yesterday so I thought maybe that was bothering him), rocked, binkied, and changed a diaper. Nothing worked. He wasn't necessarily crying just fussing. Anyway, he woke Dave up. David is going through what is hopefully a short lived phase of wanting things in a particular way, therefore, I had to get him another cup of water. Then, when he realized he already had a cup of water, I had to take THAT one out of his crib. Then Jeremy tried to rock him but apparently wasn't doing it right so we made the decision to let the boys cry, shut the door and try to get some sleep ourselves.
We were laying in bed listening to Dave say, "Oh Momma! I need wrapped! Oh Daddy! I need rocked!" over and over in a screeching yell when we hear Dillon start laughing. Why he was laughing? I have no clue but David apparently didn't like it because he yelled to Dillon, "IT'S NOT FUNNY DILLON!" Needless to say, Jeremy and I were cracking up in bed. The boys were asleep within 5 minutes of that.
Wow... our house sometimes is a circus!
The starring members of our circus, in their K-State jammers during the Cotton Bowl game. David says, "I match Dillon!"
Happy Thursday!
Sunday, January 8, 2012
A little bit of this... A little bit of that...
The rest of December is as follows...
We watched our good friend's kiddos one evening. This was all of them eating a nutritous meal of chicken fries, mac & cheese and applesauce! I kept telling Jeremy how nice it was to have a full bar of babies but I'm not sure he agreed. I'm actually thinking this was right before Thanksgiving but wanted to get this picture in here!
Alta Vista had it's annual parade and Santa came to town. As you can see... David was not impressed.
Dill was really trying to figure out Santa's beard.
I got the boys dressed up in their holiday jammers and took a few pictures under the tree. I know my photography skills could use a little perfecting so please bear with me.
Dave is holding a chocolate chip in his hand... I'm not above bribery in order to get him to sit for 2 minutes!
For comparision, the picture on the left is Dillon at 6 months and the right is David at 5 1/2 months! I forgot what a chunky guy Dave was! BTW... this picture of Dave and his daddy is one of my favorites. They look so sweet together!
We had Christmas with Leilani & family one weekend and on Sunday the grandpas put together the boys Christmas present of a new swing set.
The girls... Leilani, Me, Dill, Laken, Miranda & Dave
Laken and Dave reading a book.
That night, the bar in AV had it's 1 year anniversary of Jeremy's aunt and cousin owning it. They had karaoke... I may or may not have had one too many adult beverages and sang.
This picture cracks me up because it looks like a "couples" shot. Maggie and Lucas (Jeremy's cousin and wife and our close friends) and Jeremy and Harv. I'm not even going to explain Harv.
Harv is infamous for trying to dance with all the ladies and just being obnoxious most of the time but we all like him anyway. When we were leaving he told Jeremy, "You got a pretty little lady there." I'm not sure if I should be flattered or not...
The next day the guys were up bright and early to put together the boys Christmas present from the grandparents. Richard, my dad, and Jeremy took 6 hours on Sunday to put this together. Dave already loves it and I'm sure Dill will too!
Dave "helping"
David and Dillon were watching out the window all day to see when they could go out and play!
Sitting at the picnic table. Yes, this thing is so cool it has a picnic table!
My attempt to get a picture of me and the boys.
Dave and I watching cartoons before he goes to bed.
The below picture is of Dave with his Oatmeal Rasin cookies and milk for Santa in front of the fireplace. We put them on the hearth because we figured Santa wouldn't miss them there. David and I went to read a Christmas story shortly after we put the cookies out and when we were walking back into the kitchen David yelled "BELLA!" Bella had eaten all but one of the cookies for Santa! We had to replinish the cookies and put them somewhere where she couldn't reach!
We had a pretty quiet Christmas. We were to have Christmas with the Young side on Christmas Eve but my mom was in the hospital that day, so I went to Council Grove for a while in the afternoon and met my brother & his family in the hospital room for a while. We just relaxed that night and opened presents Christmas Day at our house.
The boys with their stockings.
Bella Boo
Bella must have been a good doggie because she had TONS of treats in her stocking.
David's first remote controlled race car.
Dillon got the book, "God Gave us Christmas." It's really good. I would recommend for little ones.
PRESENTS!!! Yes, we did wrap up fruit snacks for Dave. He might have been most excited for those.
The aftermath - halfway cleaned up.
Our happy little family.
Say a little prayer...
I have started and not finished a bizillon posts this past month. Needless to say - it's been a little crazy in the McDiffett household. Let me give you a rundown.
When I left you with our house tour and my mom's birthday/retirement party, none of the Young Family knew what we were in for. My mom has since been admitted to the hospital 3 times and my dad has been admitted to the hospital once. Long long story short... my mom got whooping cough but was undiagnosed for about 3 weeks. She coughed so hard that she ended up being in quite a bit of pain in her rib area because of brusing and possibly pulled muscles. We found out Friday that in the month since her retirement party she's had and maybe still has pertussis (whooping cough), the flu, mono, and a virus. She also will have to get her gallbladder removed sometime as soon as she's well. She's very weak right now and just trying to get better.
My dad was admitted to the hospital on Friday because of the flu but they've since found that his bowel is blocked. Pretty much how he explained it to me was that literally his stomach was in knots. He is better now (Sunday) but my mom was actually admitted to the hospital today (3rd time).
Jeremy, Dave, Dillon and I have all had the flu this week and Dave is just now getting over it for the most part. It's been a bit of a crazy past week. :(
On a more fun and lighter note... I'll be posting pictures in just a few of what has been going on in the past month!
If you are reading this... a quick prayer for health in my family would be greatly appreciated. Not one thing is a huge deal but all the little things added up are getting quite stressful!
When I left you with our house tour and my mom's birthday/retirement party, none of the Young Family knew what we were in for. My mom has since been admitted to the hospital 3 times and my dad has been admitted to the hospital once. Long long story short... my mom got whooping cough but was undiagnosed for about 3 weeks. She coughed so hard that she ended up being in quite a bit of pain in her rib area because of brusing and possibly pulled muscles. We found out Friday that in the month since her retirement party she's had and maybe still has pertussis (whooping cough), the flu, mono, and a virus. She also will have to get her gallbladder removed sometime as soon as she's well. She's very weak right now and just trying to get better.
My dad was admitted to the hospital on Friday because of the flu but they've since found that his bowel is blocked. Pretty much how he explained it to me was that literally his stomach was in knots. He is better now (Sunday) but my mom was actually admitted to the hospital today (3rd time).
Jeremy, Dave, Dillon and I have all had the flu this week and Dave is just now getting over it for the most part. It's been a bit of a crazy past week. :(
On a more fun and lighter note... I'll be posting pictures in just a few of what has been going on in the past month!
If you are reading this... a quick prayer for health in my family would be greatly appreciated. Not one thing is a huge deal but all the little things added up are getting quite stressful!
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