FInding my Grace

Alone with the kids for 3 days, I feel like my world is crumbling. I've scheduled a house warming party for Saturday (yes, I'm insane) and am trying to prepare one room per day this week, with the big rush when Jeff gets back on the main traffic areas. I'm going to focus on the positive things since so much has gone wrong.

1. Ryan has had no potty accidents YET today (it's 2:34 PM)

2. The downstairs bathroom is completely sanitized and all that was brown is now sparkling white. (Don't ask about the S&*^storm that caused the cleaning).

3. Indigo is no longer constipated :)

As I determined in school, the entire world DOES revolve around poop!

Level 2- Potty Training

Failed at this one.

Potty Time

We are GRADUALLY starting potty training. Ryan is very interested in cheering for me, getting stickers to put on his knees, wearing "unners" and flushing. It's getting the stuff into the potty that is the trouble. He's great at telling me "poopie mommy" AS he is filling his pants. Tonight we practiced wiping on the potty. He likes to wipe the front too. :)

Last night we found the perfect stool for Ryan at Target. When we brought it home, he cried until we brought it inside. He's never latched onto a "thing" so quickly before.

I've read that it is easier for kids to push if they have their feet grounded. His stool has a little flip lid where we stash his flushing wipes, and I am sure it will be filled with toys soon. He LOVES to stand on this stool. Here are photos of what I went through this evening. He turned a velcro curler and tube of mascara into a trumpet of sorts, tooting around the house.