Sunday, April 3, 2011

My Boo Grew and other news....

One day last week my Baby turned into a Boy/Man and I'm not sure I'm even ready for that.  He went from diapers to underpants, gave up nummies, got his hair cut without crying ( because as he told me "Ima big boy now, I not cry.")AND busted out complex/comprehensive (whatever) sentences.  It's messing with my mind I tell ya...MESSING!  Though I will admit that there may be nothing cuter than his litte bum bum padding around in Bobba Fet underpants.  Aaaack, SO ADORABLE!

So, here's a rundown of how it went down.
This account I'm about to share is TOTALLY true.  Don't be jealous or haters after you read it.

Last Sunday Max woke up from his nap and said, "I wanna wear big boy pants."  This was rather random, as we have not even attempted to do any form of potty training.  I agreed and pulled out the Spider Man underpants and put them on.  I said, "Now Max, you know you HAVE to tell Mommy when you need to go potty."  He nodded at me.  I reminded him again, and then he said "Oh, I needa go pee pee."  I put him on the toilet and he promptly peed.  Fast forward, it's Monday morning.  He woke up and I asked him if he wanted to wear big boy pants.  He was very excited and said yes.  I reminded again that he had to tell me.  On went the Ironman underpants.  He successfully peed on the toilet and all was going well.  But then....pee pee in the pants.  Got him changed, played some more, and then JUST as we were walking out the door to go visiting teaching he said 'Uh oh, I needa go poop."  I rushed him to the toilet, but JOKES on me, he had already pooped IN his pants.  It wasn't too bad for cleanup and we moved on.  Now we were in the front yard of our lady we were visiting.  The kids were all running around and playing while we visited.  I happened to look over and there was Max with this shorts down.  I said, "uh oh, no no we don't drop trou in the front yard.  You need to pee?"  He said yes and then I got over there and OOPS, he'd already peed.  He was none to pleased that he had to walk home that way.  So, we got home, I put on a diaper for his nap and that was that.  Except, apparently, whilst he slept, the lightbulb went on and he figured out what it meant to go BEFORE an accident happened.  And believe it or not, he has not had ONE accident since Monday afternoon.  He is soo good about telling us every time when he needs to go.  He wakes up dry from naps, and this morning woke up dry at 6 a.m., waking me to tell me he had to go potty.  Then tonight, he woke up at 10:30, confused, but awake and told me he had to go potty.  He went pee and went back to bed.

He gets SO offended when I put a pullup on him for naps or bedtime and yells out "NOOOO I HATE diapers."

GENIUS i tell you. He is not quite 2 1/2 yet.  And I literally had to do NOTHING for this.  Thank you Max.  Thank you VERY MUCH!  Heaven knows I had NO idea how to go about potty training, and I was not gonna do it.  Maggie also just one day was like, let's do this, and had next to NO accidents.  My kids rock. The only bummer is, I had JUST bought a box of diapers.  Wah wah.  Anyone wanna buy some size 5 Huggies?

BTW, much as I love this whole going potty, not wiping poopy butt thing...his newfound obsession with his Yankee Doodle has now reached new heights.  I just looked over and he had his hand down his pants for some recreation I guess.  It took me 3 times and a voice raise to get that hand out.

The nummie got a huge hole in it on its own, so it mostly took care of itself.

One morning Max was in bed with us (I allow him to crawl in IF there is only 30-40 minutes before it's deemed time to wake up, and mostly he'll fall asleep or just lay there) and Maggie came in.  She said, "Why is Maxi under the covers?"  He turned his head and said  "Because Maggie, I'm freezing cold."  I was just surprised that he understood to use "because" and answered specifically WHY.

And have I mentioned that he now insists on dressing himself.  He puts EVERYTHING on completely backwards and most of the time inside out.  It's so cute, because he's so proud of himself that I just let him go around that way.  Well, NOT if we're going in public, but I bet you already knew that.

In Maggie news....she has taken to this phrase.
"Oh HONESTLY."  She'll be trying to do something and I hear this exasperated "HONESTLY."  Or she'll be with max, trying to help him, or get him to do something and she'll say "Oh HONESTLY Max...."  it cracks me up everytime.

Her Justin Bieber obsession has reached critical levels.  I literally had to BAN Justin Bieber from the house because she and Brooklyn were so out of control.  They literally go around all day saying  "I want to MARRY Justin Bieber."  "I want to KISS Justin Bieber." Or they just climb up and literally KISS the poster of Justin freaking Bieber.  These girls are THREE and FIVE.  Cuh-RAZY! "Who is the best singer EVER?"  "JUSTIN BIEBER."  And then they fight over which songs to listen to, or just play the cd at insane decibal levels and dance around their room and sing.  And whilst this was really cute for a minute or MONTH, i finally reached my limit.  So, the Biebs is on ice around here.

Maggie has a little obedience problem.  As in...ask her/tell her to do ANYTHING and she simply WON'T!  She thinks it's too hard to do anything (and by anything I mean, pick up the mess she JUST made, put away toys, etc) by herself and wants help always.  And by help, she means, everyone else do it while she just sits there.  I have to ask her at least 4 million times to do anything before it semi gets done.  BUT, if she does happen to do what I ask, she is sooo proud of herself she tells me about it over and over seeking validation and my undying love for her awesomeness.

The other day I asked what they wanted for lunch and gave two options.  She informed me she would be having mac n cheese.  I kindly stated that THAT was not an option given and then restated her two choices.  To which she replied  "I SAIIID I will have MAC N CHEESE."  I replied "I SAIIID that is NOT an option." (what, dont judge my maturity as a Mom here)  Then she folded her arms very matter of factly and said in the MOST snooty tone EVER, "Well then I will have McDonalds."  I laughed and said, 'Ummm no, that was certainly not an option I offered."  "Mom, I will HAVE a McDonalds hamburger and french fries."  "Maggie, no you won't.  Now sit down and eat your sandwhich."  She wasn't happy, but she did eat it.  But not before rolling her eyes so hard she probably saw her brain.

The last week was a little crazy (literally, haahaha) and I'm embarassed to say there was a few to many fast food meals.  As Maggie was eating a french fry one night she said, "You know Mom, french fries will make us fat." (that's because I told her that one day when she was asking for them, and then clarified that if she at them ALL the time they'd make her fat).  I guess she realized she'd eaten them one to many times that week.  HA!  At least she's hearing me. SOMETIMES!

And just to clear my conscience...last night I became one of "THOSE" people.  You know, the ones that have their small children at Wal-Mart at completely inappropriate times of the night.  We were on our way home from the theatre and a night out and Maggie REALLY wanted to come with me to get Tangled.  So I obliged.  There I was at 10:30 p.m. with my three year old in Wal-Mart.  I chastised myself, so no need to do it for me.  HOWEVER, we DID get "Tangled" which so totally worth it, right?  AND, Maggie looked like this:

Some redemption. Right?

Off to watch Tangled and enjoy a Conference Sunday.

Grown up babies,



Kristina P. said...

That Justin Bieber things is hilarious/scary!! She looks like a little mini you.

The Atomic Mom said...

Glad about the potty training. James has no clue about what a potty is for, except he likes to wave at the contents when it gets flushed. Silly.

Rita/Fighting Off Frumpy said...

Yay Max! Colin was pretty easy to potty train too. Cameron, on the other hand, took a little bit - but we finally got there. I hope Coby masters it as well as Max did. Even at 1-1/2, he's interested in it, which I credit to his big brothers. I hope that's a good sign, and not an indication that he'd just like to flush stuff.

Katie said...

::BOOM:: That's a double fist bump for Max! Great job big guy!

Great job mommy too!

My 3 year old potty trained early and easy too. He was potty trained at 18 months. Thank you Jesus for Gummy Bears and an awesome daycare teacher at the time! One week and that was that.

He also uses the term, "now seriously" or "ACtually" much accent on the "AC" in the word all the time. I love how cute he sounds. Just like a little man!

WhisperingWriter said...

We've watched so much Tangled it's not even funny...

Justin Bieber still scares me.

alison said...

i read this early this morning....but i just didn't even want to talk to you after the tale of max and his potty training prowess. PPPTTTTHHHHH on you ;) i am just bitter because my three and a half year old STILL refuses to poop in the potty and just last night i didn't follow up on his after-dinner potty sittin' and he pooped in his pants AGAIN. i'd like to say that i didn't lose it, but there's only so much poop one mom can take. gah. but, my undying love for you brought me back to comment in spite of my jealousy.

and every time you bring up the biebs...i get the one line of the ONE song i know of his stuck in my head. "baby baby baby OH" and it plays over and over and over and over until my eyes cross and i start to lose my mind. i'm just thankful hannah has no clue who he is. one of the 4th graders asked her the other day if she liked justin bieber and she said, "justin bieber?? who's he?? does he go to our school??" that's my girl ;)

Minky {moo} said...

Maggie looks SO much like you!!!!! orgeous girl and I am loving the "oh honestly". Can your Max please come discuss potty training with mine? Because my Max,while moving forward at the speed of light in some areas would love to nurse and stay in diapers for.ever.

Tanya said...

I am training my daughter right now. When we go out I usually put a Pull up on over her underwear. That way, she feels the discomfort of an accident, but the mess is contained. It has worked really well for me.

The Coolest Allen Family said...

My youngest was just shy of 4 years old when it finally clicked for her and she never looked back. I had tried a few times to potty train her but she was not having it, so I gave up. When they are ready they are ready.

Your blog always makes me laugh but sometimes I laugh out and then I have to share with my husband. Your comment about Maggie rolling her eyes so hard that she probably saw her brain was hilarious! My husband and I got good laugh. Thanks!