Sing it with me…
P…P…P… on the potteeeee.
P…P…P… on the pottee.
If you go p p on the potteeeeee.
You’re gonna get a “Veggie Tales Movie”.
Since before we left for Regina we have been telling “J” that there would be no more diapers on our return. We waited until Saturday to put them away and spent the whole weekend washing clothes. “J” has sat on the pottee, but never managed to p. Except once and it scared him so much he wouldn’t do it again. Yesterday, I used a diaper because he was up half the night with his heat stroke and I didn’t want to stress him out while pushing the juice on him to rehydrate. Then, last night back to our special nighttime underwear (Kushies Trainers) and started in earnest this morning.
He woke up dry at 4:53am!!! And he wanted me up, so at 5:30am I got up and changed him into his underwear and started with the pushing to the pottee. He would sit, but nothing was a comin’ out. He drank his cup of juice so I knew he was needing to go soon… I waited…. I waited some more. I got him on the pot and a few drips came out, so I cheered him on and he was able to get out a little squirt. He looked at me and asked, “Mommy, do I get my Veggie Tales now?” So, I said, “You bet you do, but the store doesn’t open for a while so you have to keep on trying”. I had to go for my shower and wanted to be sure he was empty so he got on the pot again, and well, he let it all go, singing his “P…P…P… song all the while”.
We called all the necessary relatives and packed up for our trip to the special store that sells Veggie Tales. Where he proudly told all the girls at the cash that he went pottee this morning. “J” fell asleep in the car, clutching his Veggies, I can’t wait for him to wake up and watch them. Now on to number 2 😉
***correct spelling not used, just in case some strange google traffic should find us 🙂
If only “J” and I did not have this mid-western cold. It sure slowed us down. It has been so long since I have had a cold that I forgot how much it can suck the life right out of you. My head is full and my voice still crackly, so I was taking more frequent rests this weekend than I should have.
We managed to get the pool up and running. We decided to get a bigger pool this year for more swimming enjoyment and fun. Four summers ago, we got one of those semi-inflatable pools. It was 12′ around by 2.5′ tall. It was the best $150 we ever spent. Especially the summer I was pregnant with “J”. I just floated the last two months of my pregnancy away. We opted for a bigger (15’x4′) steel frame design this year. We were able to catch one on sale. It took three of us (four if you count “J”) and about three hours to put it all together. Then, it took two hoses and seven hours of running water to fill it. It was cold, but we went in anyway! “J” has a special suit with built in floatation in it, but he decided to sit it out on the ladder. Which is closer than he got all last summer. I imagine we will be having a summer full of swimming fun, I can hardly wait already.
In other news, it only took “J” until after lunch on Saturday to start going down the slide again. It is a very fast slide, but with a little coaching he was flying down in no time. Each time he is ready to go down he yells, “Look out below!”. Something I thought would be good when “J2” is here with him and of course for the poor dogs who thought it would be fun to lie at the bottom of the slide.
We aparently over did it outside this weekend as “J” had some heat stroke last night. He wouldn’t eat his supper and was quite shaky, sweaty for a bit. Then, well, he was sick… all over me… and he felt much better. He is back to his usual self this morning, eating his “Cheerios” and running around, so all is right in his world. I will have to remember that just because we can stay outside all day long, doesn’t mean that “J” can, even with all the sunscreen, hats, juice, shade from the umbrella, etc….
Hope you all enjoyed such a wonderful weekend!
We arrived home very late on Wednesday night. We awoke on Thursday morning to the biggest playfort you have ever seen!!! Hubby worked on it all weekend, in the rain, and it is loved by “J” and “J2”. However, on the second slide down “J2” did not see that his cousin was standing close to the bottom. As he got to the bottom of the slide he hit “J”, whom then flipped foward sinking his rather sharp two front teeth into “J2″‘s forehead. The blood was gushing, the tears were flowing, and two stitches later neither boy will go down the slide again. “J” keeps saying that it is too big for him. Well, in time I suppose.
Our plane ride home was rather uneventful, except that we did not have tv’s again from Calgary to Ottawa. And “J” did not sleep despite the time of day/night. But, all in all he is a great traveller. He kept saying all the way home that he missed his cousins and Auntie, which of course would bring me to tears throughout our 7 1/4 hour trip home. The poor flight attendants, probobly thought something terrible had happened, but no, I was just missing my Sis already.
We brought the good weather with us (yes, you are all welcome) and some nasty colds. “J” had picked up his cousins cold the third day we were there, but I did not get it until we were on our way home. And of course today is even worse than yesterday, so we will be hanging out close to home for a bit, as we don’t want to be sharing this nastiness with anybody.
So far, the hardest part about being home is that “J” now thinks we can hop on a plane anytime we want and go for a visit. And considering that we live right under the flight path, you can just imagine how many times he has asked to go back on the plane to play. Hopefully we will be able to go a little more often, but for now we have to wait for Christmas for another visit. Poor “J” doesn’t realize that Christmas is a little more than a few days away.
