We continue to potty train. And I am starting to lose my mind a little. He has number one down pat. Not an accident in over a week and wears gonchies to bed and wakes up dry. But we are struggling a bit in the other department. It involves me putting him on the toilet and leaving the room, listening to the following for the next half hour...
It begins with "I'm done", 0.2 milliseconds after he's on.. And continues with..
"Can I have a chocolate bar?"
"I need a drink of milk"
"Can I have the iPad?"
"Can I please just poop in my shorts?"
"I just accidentally peed on the floor"
"I need a blanket"
"I don't even want a toy"
"Please save me Mommy"
After all this, it ends with him unrolling the whole roll of toilet paper then hopping off the pot. He comes to find me (trying not to lose my mind), and asks "are you mad, Mommy?"
I'm not mad. Just figuring how much extra it's going to cost to pay off the preschool teacher to change his shorts.
Apr 14, 2011
Apr 8, 2011
Cake!
I love to bake. That might be an understatement. When I am not spending time with family or working, I am in the kitchen baking something. It's genetic I think. My Grandma is a fabulous cook and baker, and passed her passion to her daughters, who passed it to me, my sister, and cousins. And now I am passing it to my son? We'll see..
Baking became more than a passion but a necessity when Griff got diagnosed with allergies. No longer could we pick up a loaf of bread or grab some doughnuts on the run. Everything he ate had to come from my kitchen or one that someone was conscious of what ingredients were in what. And it's still that way.
Growing up, my mom made all our birthday cakes. Before Griff I had never made one. The week before Griff turned one, I found out he was allergic to milk, eggs and nuts. And I was determined to give him a birthday cake. I found a recipe off the Internet, a football cake pan and went to town. It was as hard as a rock and tasted like sandpaper. Awesome. Round two went slightly better and I made a lion cake. Everyone politely had a small piece so that I didn't feel too bad; but let's just say there was room for improvement.
(Doesn't look like he liked it very much!)
Cody has eight siblings and Griff is one of twenty cousins so I had to be a fast learner in order for him to be included. I started volunteering to bring the cake for each family birthday which some months is a full-time job! As I researched more and found a vegan (no eggs, no milk) recipe that worked, I was in business!
Now I love it and someday would love to have a cake shop of my own. Here's some of my cakes I've made...
And here is Griff's first cake creation! Auntie Julie gave us the egg cake pan for Easter and I let him decorate it solo. He squirted half the icing directly into his mouth, and piled the other half onto the cake. And when he was done, we put candles in it and sang "Happy Birthday" to him, even though his birthday was in March :)
Baking became more than a passion but a necessity when Griff got diagnosed with allergies. No longer could we pick up a loaf of bread or grab some doughnuts on the run. Everything he ate had to come from my kitchen or one that someone was conscious of what ingredients were in what. And it's still that way.
Growing up, my mom made all our birthday cakes. Before Griff I had never made one. The week before Griff turned one, I found out he was allergic to milk, eggs and nuts. And I was determined to give him a birthday cake. I found a recipe off the Internet, a football cake pan and went to town. It was as hard as a rock and tasted like sandpaper. Awesome. Round two went slightly better and I made a lion cake. Everyone politely had a small piece so that I didn't feel too bad; but let's just say there was room for improvement.
(Doesn't look like he liked it very much!)
Cody has eight siblings and Griff is one of twenty cousins so I had to be a fast learner in order for him to be included. I started volunteering to bring the cake for each family birthday which some months is a full-time job! As I researched more and found a vegan (no eggs, no milk) recipe that worked, I was in business!
Now I love it and someday would love to have a cake shop of my own. Here's some of my cakes I've made...
And here is Griff's first cake creation! Auntie Julie gave us the egg cake pan for Easter and I let him decorate it solo. He squirted half the icing directly into his mouth, and piled the other half onto the cake. And when he was done, we put candles in it and sang "Happy Birthday" to him, even though his birthday was in March :)
Apr 4, 2011
Crazy Biker
Well, the sun was shining all day and my little guy wore his bike helmet from the moment he woke up till he went to bed..
He got a brand new Buzz Lightyear bike for his third birthday on March 11, and had been anxiously waiting for the snow to melt so he could try it out. He made his maiden voyage on the weekend, and we haven't been able to get him off.
On Sunday, he could peddle a couple times but then would trip up and stop. I haven't been going out much as I have a broken foot, but thought I could keep pace with him today when I agreed to go out with him so he could ride his bike. Overnight he learned how to cruise on his training wheels!
A toddler with no fear + new bike + mom with a broken foot = GONG SHOW.
I managed to catch up with him at each manhole as we went down the street, because he would have to stop to inspect the water flowing and had to "gas up" his bike.
He looked back at me twice to make sure I was still scrambling behind, then both times proceeded to hop the curb and roll his bike. But knew he couldn't cry as this might mean he had to come in. Instead he dusted off his mud pants and hopped back on.
Another thing we need to work on is his dismount. When he sees something of interest, instead of braking he puts his feet on the ground and slides off the back while the bike continues on down the road.
Our bike ride got cut a little short due to a broken foot and crazy peddling. He got to go out again after supper with his Dad. And was in bed sleeping by seven. Which is unheard of. I see a lot of biking in his future :)
He got a brand new Buzz Lightyear bike for his third birthday on March 11, and had been anxiously waiting for the snow to melt so he could try it out. He made his maiden voyage on the weekend, and we haven't been able to get him off.
On Sunday, he could peddle a couple times but then would trip up and stop. I haven't been going out much as I have a broken foot, but thought I could keep pace with him today when I agreed to go out with him so he could ride his bike. Overnight he learned how to cruise on his training wheels!
A toddler with no fear + new bike + mom with a broken foot = GONG SHOW.
I managed to catch up with him at each manhole as we went down the street, because he would have to stop to inspect the water flowing and had to "gas up" his bike.
He looked back at me twice to make sure I was still scrambling behind, then both times proceeded to hop the curb and roll his bike. But knew he couldn't cry as this might mean he had to come in. Instead he dusted off his mud pants and hopped back on.
Another thing we need to work on is his dismount. When he sees something of interest, instead of braking he puts his feet on the ground and slides off the back while the bike continues on down the road.
Our bike ride got cut a little short due to a broken foot and crazy peddling. He got to go out again after supper with his Dad. And was in bed sleeping by seven. Which is unheard of. I see a lot of biking in his future :)
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