It's Potty Time!

Nathan is potty training...I mean, potty trained.  I mean...potty training. Well, I'm not sure what I mean.  I guess it depends on the day.  Nate has been potty training for about 2 months.  That is 1 month, 3 weeks and 2 days longer than the girls potty trained.  It has been hard.  It has been frustrating.  Yes, I have cried and prayed through it...and I still don't think we are done.  Well, since he just wet his undies again, I know we are not done.  BUT...he is in undies 24/7, 100% of the time.  He has been for a while now...which is why I guess I can declare that he is potty trained...but really, he is still training ;)

Whew, boys are harder than girls.  At least my little guy is.  He did horrible at first, then ok, the really good...then worse than horrible, then ok, then bad...and for the past few weeks it's been great.  (I define horrible as "several dirty (i.e. poopy) underwear changes per day".  I define bad as "never once going pee in the potty through the day" and I define great as "Only pees a little in their undies when they realize they have to go...or one accident when we aren't at home".

So, as you can see...I have very loose definitions of success here.  Apparently, this is somewhat normal for potty training boys (maybe girls too...I don't know...my girls were a dream! - and it felt like it at times).

I would like to label this next section as

"Things my daughters need to know when they become mothers and have to potty train their son."

(Nathan, I apologize now for any embarrassment I cause you as a grown man when you read this.  I promise not to break this article out at your wedding...but I may at the birth of your firstborn son ;)

1.  Your son MUST run around absolutely naked for the first few days.  I made the mistake of keeping undies on him for a while thinking "When he has an accident, at least it won't spray around everywhere and will form a little puddle at his feet."  A mother of a boy told me this was wrong thinking.  Let me explain.  There is a good chance your little guy has NO IDEA what his little "pee pee" is for, except perhaps for grabbing (which mine rarely does because he always has clothes on...I like clothes, I force my children to like to wear clothes too...unless we are potty training ;)  A little boy MUST SEE HIMSELF pee.  As in...he must see it come out so he knows what is going on...and why it is happening.  This was our first step of success.  My poor little guy had no idea what I meant when I sat him on a toilet and told him to pee.  After a day or two...he had a better understanding ;)  Now, it's up to you when to clothe your child again I guess.  Once I could tell that Nate had this concept down, we put undies back on (again..I am "For" clothes).

2.  You son MUST sit BACKWARDS on the toilet.  Ah, yes...This...This is the key to successfully potty training a boy.  At least in my experience it is. 
   
Let me stop here and say this first....for the first two years of Nathan's life...I was constantly asking about what to do when I started potty training him.  Does he sit? Does he stand?  No one gave me a solid answer.  So...I sat him on one of those dorky little Cars potty seats with a lame excuse for a pee pee splash guard.  Since the splash guard wasn't tall enough, I would force his little, you know...down into the toilet, because as it was, it would just allow pee to be sprayed in my face, which would induce more crying (by me of course, he would probably laugh).  I also bought a really expensive Baby Bjorn potty seat, with a more respectable size of a splash guard.  However, it was a super hard seat and hurt poor little guy's tush (haha...man up, right?  I'm sure Nathan will be utterly embarrassed when he reads this as a teenager...then, completely grateful again as a father.)
   
Anyway...back to the issue at hand.  A very wise mother of 5 boys all under age 8 gave me extremely wonderful advice that No One every suggested.  Put him on the seat backwards.  Backwards?!?!?  I don't understand...why?  Put him on and you will see. 

The pee will *almost* always go down in the potty (once he's figured out how to make it fly high over the seat...deal with that immediately ;)  So....accurate aim is important and backwards potty sitting sure helps with that.

Remember rule 1 and the importance of a boy seeing himself go potty.  Well...think of all the entertainment, just a little bend at the waste and he gets to see himself in full action.  It's a boy thing I think...and it works ;)

Finally, the seat is narrower towards the front, so his little tush is supported.  He's not holding himself up...dangling over a pool of nasty water that he most certainly will fall in if his arms give out.  Nope...not gonna happen with a backwards sitting boy.

I would also assume this aids in transition to going pee while standing.  I, for one, am not brave enough to explore this option quite yet.  At such a time, I do plan on incorporating Cheerio target shooting into our potty moments.   

I did finally get him to pee outside last week...here's hoping there will more of that in the future...you know, when we're camping or probably just about any time he gets a chance ;)

And that...is my potty training for boys advice.  Don't breathe a word of this to my sweet little guy until he's a strong young man I can claim "forgetfulness" that I ever wrote this post :)

Camping

Our poor, sweet little Nicole has been asking us to take her camping for about 2 years now.  Last year was a wreck...and during camping season here, we just couldn't.  So...this year rolls around and we are in transition from moving our lives.  We kept trying to find a weekend to go, but it just wasn't working.  So...finally, a few weeks ago in early April, we put the tent up in our own backyard.

Nicole was appeased...all she wanted was a campfire and a tent.  Mommy was happy because I really didn't want to be in the woods with three children and a puppy dog.  Daddy..well...there was a fire, so that made him happy too:)

The kids "helped" set up the tent and loved every minute of it.  Nate and Hannah enjoyed playing inside the tent together and yelling at Lucy the dog to stay away. 

The best (ok, scariest...looking back now, we can laugh but this could have been really bad) part of the night was when the kids wanted to roast marshmallows.  Jeremy said to them "First you have to find a stick".  Nathan reaches into the fire pit and grabs a stick that is on fire!!!!  Jeremy was right there and controlled the situation immediately.  Nate was perfectly fine.  Mom and dad...well...we were a bit on edge after that ;)

Nathan got stung by a random wasp at night while exiting the tent.  That was weird.

Surprising the  kids all slept in the tent all night long! (yes...I stayed in the tent too...even though I kept thinking about how close my couch (or even my bed) was.  Lucy stayed in her kennel...maybe sometime she can stay out with us though.

I very much enjoyed camping the backyard.  Clean up was fairly easy.  I wasn't afraid of wild animals since we have a fence, and bathrooms were close by.  All in all...it was a great family weekend.

Hannah turns 4!

Every time someone looks at me and says, "Cherish these years, they may be hard but they go by quickly."  I always look at them and say "I do".  Because although I am young, and my children are very young, I am already very aware that these years are going by faster than I anticipated.

My sweet little girl, Hannah, turned four yesterday.  I can remember the moment she was born better than almost anything.  She has brought more laughter and joy and sweetness into our family that I could have ever imagined.  I love watching Hannah grow up.  I love her comedic timing...it's nearly perfect.  I love that her favorite place to be is still in mommy's arms (or daddy's...or really, anyone who will hold her.  But, since I'm the one writing this...then, it gets to be MY arms ;)  I am sad that she is getting to heavy and to big for me to carry around. 

I tried to bribe her with $10 if she wouldn't turn four...it almost worked, until smartypants Nicole reminded Hannah that no matter how much money I gave her, she would still have a birthday. 

I love that she tells me she needs "lonely time" with just mommy when she wants to go to the store  with me and no one else.  Or, when she needs "lonely time" with daddy so she can get a jeep ride ;)

Hannah is a story teller...and I can not wait to see how this develops in her.  She is constantly playing pretend and making up stories.  I caught her laying next to Nathan the other during at the beginning of his nap time.  I asked what she was doing and she said, "I'm telling him a story".  It went on for 10 minutes, until I told her she needed to end the story.  I hope this is a trait I can allow her develop as she learns to read and write.

I love that Hannah still can't say her "S" sound and that when she is sick she says, "Mommy, I can't fwallow my fit".  I think she only says "sebygebby" now because she wants to make us laugh laugh.

Hannah loves to wear dresses and skirts.  It is rare to see her in shorts or pants.  So much so that I had to force her to wear shorts for a while because she cried over not wearing a dress.  She told me that "she can't look pretty in shorts".  This made me so sad.  I don't want her to think that her clothes or hair or shoes define her beauty.  This is something I'm glad I discovered about her when she was three..and not thirteen, or seventeen.  I am praying that the Lord would help me to teach her to find her beauty within..from Him.  Not from her clothes.  She also loves to wear "high heel shoes"

Hannah is strong and can be adventurous.  She learned to ride her bike at only 3 1/2 years old.  She loves her puppy dog "Princess Lucy".  And, she simply adores her brother and sister.

Hannah is always ready to give a smile or a hug or a laugh.  I am so thankful that God allowed Jeremy and I to be her parents.  It is a precious gift that I don't ever want to take for granted.

We love you Hannah Girl!  Happy Birthday!