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Presents and cats, small party hats

Posted on 2016.02.07 at 23:04
Ace is somewhat potty-trained! She has started initiating trips to the bathroom. She runs up and says, "Mommy! Mommy! I had an accident!" and we swoop her up and rush her to the bathroom, and she has not actually had an accident yet - she must just be indistinguishing the urge from the act - and she successfully uses the potty.

When you take Ace to the potty, you get stream of consciousness. (I apologize for the actual potty stream sound at the beginning; I didn't expect that to happen.) This is what Ace is like at 2 1/2:



Training Ace was very different than training Hawaii or Pokey. With Hawaii, I wanted her to initiate potty-training, so that we would not have a battle of wills. We tried once or twice, but she was not ready, so we waited. Then we went to Norway for a week. When we got back, Mimi had Hawaii all potty-trained. It was easy!

With Pokey, we tentatively initiated and brought out the baby potty. He demanded to stop wearing a diaper altogether. That was that. There was even one big fight when he refused to wear a diaper overnight, and I tried to force him to wear it. He won the fight, and did not have an accident overnight, either. It was easy!

With Ace, she was daycare-potty trained, and clearly capable of using the potty, but preferred a diaper at home. Again I was wary of starting a battle of wills, but also exasperated waiting for her to initiate. Finally we forced her to start wearing underwear. It seems to have taken about 2-3 weekends, and it's going fine. It did not turn into a battle of wills. Semi-easy!

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Ace is not allowed to say "What the heck!!" at daycare, which is one of her best (hammiest) expressions. Instead she is to say, "WHAT!!"

This irritates the living fuck out of me. She is already pandering to fragile ears by using the word 'heck'. Squeamish overprotective ninnies picked the word 'heck' in the first place! They should not be allowed to move the Overton Window on swear words any hecking further.

Who has a gross injury?

Jammies has a gross injury:



He got it playing wiffle ball. His pants got stuck to it, which was pretty gross.

E. Messily had a horrendously swollen elbow, which I didn't photograph, only the golf ball-sized version.



The original elbow was probably soft-ball sized?

Signing Time

On Sunday mornings (after pancakes) we are now having a weekly family sign language lesson. It is super fun:

1. E. Messily is an excellent teacher. (Unfortunately for her, I fully expected as much, so she doesn't get the benefit of surpassing low expectations.)
2. I generally enjoy visual-spatial operations. Lots of the grammar is done by performing a sign in a specific spatial position relative to another sign. We are only three lessons deep so far, though, so I do not actually know what I'm talking about. But I like it.
3. Hawaii gets to learn alongside her parents, and we aren't any better at it than her. This is good for her to see, I think.
4. Hokey Pokey and Ace have to self-regulate with regards to participation. They can play quietly, or they can join the lesson, but they can't disrupt the lesson. That's a good skill, too: determining what you want to do and doing it, without disrupting the group, in life.
5. I was worried that there would be no way for me to make flashcards for myself. But that fear is not coming to fruition, mostly because of (1) and (2) above.

Awwwww.



awwwww.

I had a lovely birthday.

I got a poem and a jacket and a book, and a coaster and a creamer container.



What an illegible photograph of the poem! I'll help:

Happy birthday, Mom! I love you!
And everyone else does too.
Music and cake and a chocolate milk shake,
Happy birthday, Mom, I love you!
Presents and cats, small party hats
balloons and roses, from your head to your toses.
Candy and love, mixed in a glove.
Everyone loves you, Mom! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!


I think it's my new cheer! I do love it.

And:



for looking sharp.  I'm so stylish.

Estate-sailing got postponed a week due to Mardi Gras:



For my birthday, I played a game, "Photograph everything that says February 3rd on it". Here are the results:



I got some email.



Plant sale.



Local flood victim doesn't like big blowhard Cruz.



I went to xfit.



The front of my phone showed the date.

Plus birthday milk from last week:



That's all of them; thank you for playing Photo Your Birthday.

Comments:


Kelly Jennings
Kelly Jennings at 2016-02-08 14:31 (UTC) (Link)

Happy (late) Birthday!

How did I miss your birthday? Many happy returns of the day, five days late!

I love the kitten pic!

Did you have Mardi Gras there? We went to Little Rock & had it with our Writing Group, which was surprisingly fun.
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2016-02-15 04:26 (UTC) (Link)

Re: Happy (late) Birthday!

It's my favorite kitten pic! And thanks!

We sort of had mini gras. There were beads and king cake, at least.
Jeremy Osner
Jeremy Osner at 2016-02-08 14:43 (UTC) (Link)
A friend reports his potty-training son's cry is "I got a bullet in the chamber!"
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2016-02-15 04:26 (UTC) (Link)
That's so great.
lolliejean
lolliejean at 2016-02-09 04:16 (UTC) (Link)
This is all I have to say: :-) <3
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2016-02-15 04:26 (UTC) (Link)
xoxo!
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