I know, pay backs are a bitch!
November 17, 2009
Faank key....
Pickle has decided to call me "Faank Key" then she laughs hysterically. I know, I know, don't answer is what you are going to say. I tell her if you need something I'm Mommy! Then she says "mommy, drink please" I get her drink and hand it to her and she says "thank you, Faank Key" and starts laughing and laughing and laughing. I tell her NO, I'm Mommy and she says "okay Mommy" and walks off saying "Faank Key."
Peanut, 9 months old....
Peanut is just about 9 months old and is the busiest little guy I have ever seen. He is the most determined little guy. If he wants something he makes it happen no matter how difficult it may be for him. He LOVES his big sis! He is always following her around and tries to talk to her. He loves pulling her hair and playing with her babies. Pickle is so patient with him most of the time and is also looking out for him. Every time he is sleeping and she needs him or misses him she runs up to his room, throws the door open and screams "BUBBA, SISSY." He jerks up from a dead sleep and when he sees her he has the biggest warmest smile.
Peanut has to eat everything we eat, even spicy foods. He is crawling at a world record speed, pulling himself up but has no interest in taking any steps. He has 4 teeth and is getting another 4 in (they are coming in at the same time). He hardly ever cries. He sleeps 9 hours a night and still has 2 naps and 1 catnap. He is amused by anything and everything. He is always laughing. He isn't as much as a cuddlier anymore, he can't sit still long enough. But after he wakes up he needs his love and cuddles. Thats your window with him. He's a nugget!
Peanut has to eat everything we eat, even spicy foods. He is crawling at a world record speed, pulling himself up but has no interest in taking any steps. He has 4 teeth and is getting another 4 in (they are coming in at the same time). He hardly ever cries. He sleeps 9 hours a night and still has 2 naps and 1 catnap. He is amused by anything and everything. He is always laughing. He isn't as much as a cuddlier anymore, he can't sit still long enough. But after he wakes up he needs his love and cuddles. Thats your window with him. He's a nugget!
Worst Mommy experience thus far....
The story starts like this. Pickle is potty trained. However; the problem lies in the big #2. We are still working on relaxing her enough to go on the potty. Normally she is lucky enough to go right when she wakes up from nap-time and she is wearing a pull-up. However; Sunday when I was out having sometime to myself she decided to go on the floor in her bedroom. Thank God I wasn't there for that one. But I think my story is way worse then that.
Okay, we are at the park enjoying a nice day since the weekends snow storm. Pickle is playing and gets that look on her face. I run full speed up to her and she says "Mama poo poo." I calmly say can you wait a minute, not even knowing if she understands what "wait" means at all yet alone understands wait a minute when it comes to pooping?? I run to get Peanut out of the swing, and then I rush both of them to the car. Normally, I have a potty seat that I place on the ground and she goes from there. However; there were people there and this was gonna be a #2. I buckle both kids in the car, thank god I drove the car this day because normally we walk to the park. We race home, as safely as I can drive. Run in w/ Pickle and place her on the potty. I leave Peanut buckled in the garage thinking this will only take a minute and we can go back to the park to enjoy our afternoon. Minutes later I go get him out of the car. Come back and she is using the potty to get buckets full of water out of the toilet and pouring them on the floor. Thats not the bad part.....keep reading....
Okay, 15 minutes later no #2. I give up and let her run around naked for a minute. I come back into the dining room to find her squeezing her butt cheeks as tight as humanly possible. I go to pick her up and I see a giant terd, in slow motion, getting ready to fall on my light beige carpet. Not knowing what to do, my instinct kicks in to save my carpet and I catch the giant hot terd in palm of my bare hand. And Pickle says "mama, poo poo, sucker." And I attempt to explain to her that suckers are only given to poo poo's on the potty.
Okay, we are at the park enjoying a nice day since the weekends snow storm. Pickle is playing and gets that look on her face. I run full speed up to her and she says "Mama poo poo." I calmly say can you wait a minute, not even knowing if she understands what "wait" means at all yet alone understands wait a minute when it comes to pooping?? I run to get Peanut out of the swing, and then I rush both of them to the car. Normally, I have a potty seat that I place on the ground and she goes from there. However; there were people there and this was gonna be a #2. I buckle both kids in the car, thank god I drove the car this day because normally we walk to the park. We race home, as safely as I can drive. Run in w/ Pickle and place her on the potty. I leave Peanut buckled in the garage thinking this will only take a minute and we can go back to the park to enjoy our afternoon. Minutes later I go get him out of the car. Come back and she is using the potty to get buckets full of water out of the toilet and pouring them on the floor. Thats not the bad part.....keep reading....
Okay, 15 minutes later no #2. I give up and let her run around naked for a minute. I come back into the dining room to find her squeezing her butt cheeks as tight as humanly possible. I go to pick her up and I see a giant terd, in slow motion, getting ready to fall on my light beige carpet. Not knowing what to do, my instinct kicks in to save my carpet and I catch the giant hot terd in palm of my bare hand. And Pickle says "mama, poo poo, sucker." And I attempt to explain to her that suckers are only given to poo poo's on the potty.
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