Monday, December 31, 2007

Well that was short lived....

We aren't potty training anymore. Each day it's been getting worse and worse. First he stopped telling us he needed to go (only happened 3-4 times anyway), then he refused to even consider sitting on the potty. Not even the much loved truck he got for sitting on the potty the first time could convince him. He didn't even care that we took it away. So... we are waiting until after the baby is born in February.

I'm kind of disappointed, but kind of relieved too.

Sunday, December 30, 2007

It's over...

Christmas that is. We had a great visit with family, but I'm glad that things are returning to normal. I'm to tired to add extra stuff into my day. If I ever get around to downloading pictures I'll post some.

The biggest thing that has happened is T has FINALLY started peeing on the potty. All it took was the promise of a truck. Who knew? We've had a few really good days, but I'm not ready to take away the diapers. Until he tells me he needs to go potty (instead of me just taking him every hour) we are sticking with pull-ups.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

So, so tired...

I am so done with this whole Christmas thing. My tree is only half decorated but I can't seem to make myself finish it. Presents are wrapped and under the tree but I have a few I need to mail but I keep forgetting!

My MIL is coming for Christmas and I have a list of stuff I want to clean/organize before she comes, but she just may have to love me anyway inspite of dusty blinds and curtains, and windows that need washing.

I just need the hoopla to be over so I can sit and do nothing. I am out of Dr. Pepper and that seems to be the only way I can get things done.

Baby girl is huge and heavy it seems. And still un-named.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

Girl Night Out...

I went out with my sisters and niece tonight and it was so fun! We saw the movie "Enchanted" and I just loved it. I'm glad I didn't see it with DA (like I would have ever been able to get him to go) because I didn't have to listen to the constant mocking of a boy watching a chick flick. I love him, but it's difficult when chick flicks are involved.