Weekend Wrap-Up

We had a super fun and busy weekend. Friday, we went to Target (again, because evidently I didn’t get enough the past weekend). We had to get stuff for the beach and some new potty accessories to encourage independence (particularly in the morning (for the love)).

We didn’t buy any toys this time, but we did get lots of pool stuff and somehow about 6 boxes of cereal. I guess that’s what happens when both children don’t fit in the cart. We also visited the bathroom twice on this trip and twice on last week’s trip, in fact at this particular moment we are waiting on Z to have his turn in the bathroom. Thrilling stuff, here, people.

In case you aren’t drawn in already, let’s talk about potty training. Lu has done pretty well with Number 1 lately, and she’s been waking up dry for weeks, so I bit the bullet and started putting her in undies (which she has thousands of). She was all on board for the undies, and to my surprise was having no accidents in them at school or at night! But she was convinced she wasn’t “bigger enough” to go number 2. For a few days I put her in a diaper just for number 2 (pleasant I know), but that wasn’t cutting it for her after a few days because she’s “not a baby anymore.” So, to sum up, not big enough to go in the potty but not a baby anymore to go in her diaper… That, my friends is the definition of a holding pattern.

As an aside, she has been telling us that she will be “bigger” in May, because that’s when her birthday is, and when we talk about going poopoo, she says “May hasn’t comed up, yet.” Well, fast forward to Friday, MAY FIRST and she GOES! We’d had a morning at Target, and I was at my wit’s end, when she declared she had to go, and went! I’d bought her a barbie a couple weeks ago and told her she could open it when she finally went, so she did, and we were all very excited to say the least. Z felt just as triumphant with this accomplishment, as he was her number one encourager and may or may not have tried to teach her how to go on several occasions.

Now, for all of you expectant parents out there, I’m going to let you in on a little secret (get a pen and paper). Okay, here goes: 90% of parenting is POOP. #truth.

 

Saturday we ran a bunch of errands, went to Adam’s baseball game, then met my sis and some friends for dinner.

After dinner, we had some celebratory frozen yogurt (you know, to celebrate aforementioned poop accomplishment Ha!).

Somebody was not into taking pictures.

Sunday Z had a make-up soccer game. It’s going to be his last game because there are three makeup games the week we are going to be out of town. I had my phone locked and loaded on video mode and hit record every time he touched the ball, and nothing. I was hot and fed up with the phone, dumped it in my purse, declared I was done, and then he proceeded to take the ball from the other team, and victoriously run  it all the way down the field and score a goal (slight exaggeration, but you get the idea, I missed the goal).

Nick and Z went to the gym on Saturday and discovered that the pool had opened. The Y near our new house has this super cool splash pad, which I think we’ll be seeing a lot of this summer!

We even went back on Sunday after soccer.

Sunday night we had a little rehearsal with Lu in her dance costume. Precious way to end the weekend!