Wednesday, September 30, 2009

She's Got Mad Potty Skillz, Yo!

I expect props to go out to our girl, Papoosekin, for some very appropriate potty usage this morning. After peeing all over both me and the couch, she later completely redeemed herself by not only announcing her intent, but carrying out said action in its entirety, and in the potty. After much applauding and rejoicing, she rejected the proffered sucker and instead demanded a fifth reading of A Mud Pie for Mother. Bless that child's little bibliophilic heart.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Potty Power

Why I've decided that today is a good day to start potty-training, I have no idea.

Maybe it's because we're going to NYC in a couple weeks. Helping a newly trained toddler figure out how to go potty in airports, on planes, and who-knows-where-else in the city sounds delightful.

Maybe it's because we're about to be exiled to a hotel as our kitchen gets ripped out, asbestos and all. After we came back from Austin and found that the floor had been soaking in overflowing dishwasher water the entire week we were gone, destroyed down to the subflooring, had contractor after contractor come in and go, "Aw, hell. This whole floor's gonna hafta come up. These cabinets aren't gonna make it. And that wall's probably gonna hafta go, too," we're very thankful for homeowner's insurance.

Maybe it's the fact that it's the middle of the week, so there's no husband around to help me clean up the puddles.

Whatever the brilliant reasoning that led me to the conclusion that today is the day, the end result is the same: my leg has been peed on. The floor has been peed on. But the potty has also been peed in, a little bit, and I'm not holding down a screaming toddler trying to slap a diaper on her, so maybe it could be worse.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Aaaaand....We're back.

Alright, summer vacation's over. I'm back. I couldn't stay away from y'all forever. Plus, I sense that I'm one step away from receiving threatening letters from certain readers.

The feathernesters have had a heck of a summer. Most recently, we were in Austin for a week visiting Toddler Tamer and brood. Baby S is even cuter in real life than in her pictures; what a happy, easy-going baby. My Papoose loved her and asked for the "Baby" first thing most mornings we were there.

Cont'd five days later...

The Papoose is still talking about J and the "baby."

She's talking up a storm in general. Tonight, she got ice cream down her dress inadvertently that neither of us realized was there until I peeled her dress off of her, saw the bright red spot where it must have been freezing her, and it started dripping down her belly. "Oh, MAN!" she exclaimed, repeatedly, to much hilarity from her parents. She's awesome.

I have so much more to update, but I'm going to go ahead and post this very random and jumpy entry. I've gotta ease back into this bloggy thing, y'all.