The boys just cannot possibly get any cuter than they are right now. I would like to stop the clocks right here, today (...well, how about next Saturday, the first day of my dad's final exodus from The Factory!). Owen is one hilarious comment about the world after another. Asher is grinning and giggling and the idea of crawling is just starting to occur to him, despite a nasty virus. He is keeping me up all night and I can't stop going in to him just yet because he's wheezing rather badly and I don't think a lot of crying helps that. But I would still be OK stopping the clocks.
We were in a whirlwind the last couple days. I prepped and cleaned (a bit) for our small grp meeting here on Fri. night. Today I baked several double batches of cookies for church tomorrow (Franklin Graham is speaking). Owen and I went to Kmart to shop for 'kids who don't have much money and need things that we have in our house every day!' It was excellent! I am usually pretty cheap at the store...or at the least I torture myself about purchases. But since we were buying to fill shoeboxes at church tomorrow for Franklin Graham's ministry to war/disaster/poverty-stricken kids, it was FUN to shop without restraint. I let Owen pick out things he thought were really cool for the other kids (I thought that would be a hard thing for a 2.5 year old, but he did really well and got excited about it!). The bill was larger than I anticipated, but so much smaller overall than what we routinely spend on ourselves. Doing something like that makes me realize how much more I need to do it...it's just crazy how much we have. I'm so glad Owen is getting a taste for giving through this project tomorrow.
Here's what's been going on a whole lot around here:
The child practically potty-trained himself! He's been in undies all day, most of last week except for naps and nights. The trip to Texas was magic. He is so full of himself right now, it is fun to watch. I think he's been in such a good mood because he feels so darn grown up. I don't even have to set timers or remind him; he tells me he has to go! There have been a couple accidents a couple days ago now, but only when he was really, really wrapped up in a toy or a video and just forgot to remember :) Today he freaked out as he was settling down to his nap because he went in his diaper and wanted it changed...said it felt yucky. So I guess he's really getting it. Yes, now we need to move the potty to the bathroom because it's not really a living room habit. But I was not going to fight progress, and that's where he wanted it.
Now comes the mystery to me. How do people function with potty-trained kids??! I have left the house exactly twice with the boy out of a diaper. I am terrified. Tomorrow we have to drive 30 minutes to church, and he sometimes goes twice in that window. I have packed two changes of clothes for him, but the bigger problem is that he is very, very resistant to going on a big potty, not at home (can you blame him?). He did it once because he had to, so that's how it will be, but it was not fun convincing him, and the bathroom was significantly dirtier when we left :} The price of progress. It's completely backward of normal that I was not all that eager to have this kid out of diapers, and then he goes and trains himself. Go figure! Maybe I should try feeding him dessert all day and he'll start asking for more vegetables.
Just heard the washer stop. Off to fill the dryer, then sleep. A little bit.
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