Archive for ‘David’

March 3rd, 2013

ten things going on now

one Lilly is pulling herself up to stand pretty much everywhere these days. Her favorite perch is the toilet.

 

two I’ve been hoarding pictures on my phone. I NEED to post some. I have over 1,000 pictures on my phone and 55 videos. Lots of cute things happen, are photographed and that’s all the farther I get. Shame on me.

 

three Lilly is growing her first TWO teeth. I’m so excited about it! No really, I am. For a while I was starting to wonder if she’d still be toothless at her senior prom.

 

four David is a talking MACHINE. It’s constant. His funny thing this week: There is a baby Elmo illustration on the diaper box we recently got. David keeps telling me that it’s a “mammal wearing glasses.” I get such a kick out of it. Oh, and a week or so ago I was telling him about something I was working on, and he walks over to me and puts his hands on my cheeks and says, “Mommy, what are you talking about?”

 

five Up until this week, I’ve been a sewing machine. I need to post about my projects. I estimate that I completed over 20 projects in 2012, and I’m well on my way to surpassing that for 2013 (8 completed, and many more I’m eager to do).

 

six David is our junior paleontologist. He is obsessed with dinosaurs. He knows their names, what they eat, etc. As a result, I’ve been learning a lot too.

 

seven Lilly will lean on empty boxes and the legs of her high chair to walk for short periods of time.

 

eight David sings the alphabet all the way through all by himself. I’m not even going to beat around the bush: I’m super proud.

 

nine Going on right this second: Lilly really needs a nap.

 

ten Things developed kind of quickly and unexpectedly, but we find ourselves moving to a townhouse April 5. That’s 33 days away (I asked the internet). We’re really excited and I’ll write much more on it later.

I’ll leave you with one of the pictures I’ve been hoarding. Okay, two.

 

January 25th, 2013

tidbits

Some of the little moments that make me smile.

The week before Christmas I was in the kitchen doing dishes while David and Lilly ‘played’ in the front room. Lilly started fussing out of tiredness and boredom, so David went over and laid down by her. Soon I was overhearing him explain to her that monsters and dinosaurs are only on TV (a similar explanation that I gave David not too long ago …). I thought it was sweet and funny that he thought she was crying because she was scared of monsters.

One night while getting ready for bed David was throwing a mega fit because we told him he couldn’t read more books because it was time for bed. I went in his room and pulled him onto my lap, and explained that he was crying because his body was saying he was tired and needed to go to sleep. We talked about it for a little bit, and then he suddenly sits up and thinks for a minute. Then he tells me with his little finger in front of his face, “My body says I need to read ONE more book!” Well played, buddy. Well played.

David found a box of “Mom’s” granola bars and really wanted one, it was lunchtime so I told him if he was hungry we needed to go make lunch. He asked for “one Mom’s ‘nola bars?” and I again told him that he couldn’t have “one” of Mom’s granola bars because we were going to eat lunch. He beamed at me and said, “Okay, TWO Mom’s ‘nola bars?” He does the same thing with books and movies, etc; ask for “one” more, when we say no, he’ll ask for TWO more. Silly kid.

David has learned the word “yet” but doesn’t use it right. One of his favorite uses: “It’s too late to go to bed yet!”

[Side note: One of our neighbors is singing at the TOP of his lungs. I can't tell where it's coming from ... it's very distracting ...]

David has started kissing his own boo-boos better. It’s pretty cute, people.

When David helps us say prayers, he’s started to throw his own things in too. Soon he’ll be saying prayers without any prompts at all. He likes to be thankful for Lilly, trains, “cereal time,” and outside.

I LOVE that they love each other.

January 18th, 2013

favorites

David’s favorite …

Number: Two

Color: Red

Toy: Dinosaurs and trains

Book: Right now, The True Story of the Three Little Pigs

Movies: Cars, The Lion King, Kung Fu Panda, Tangled, Ice Age 3 (ugh, I wish he didn’t love it as much as he does)

TV Show: Curious George and Thomas the Tank Engine 

Game: “Mr. Pig” (He goes into his room and closes his door, we come knock on it and say, “Mr. Pig, Mr. Pig let me in.” He opens the door and giggles uncontrollably, then closes it and we do it again. And again. And again.)

Song: Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star

Animal: Monkey (because of Curious George), puppies

Food: Muffins, triangle toast (bread cut diagonally), noodles, mini marshmallows … Okay, this list is endless, he loves food

Lilly’s favorite …

Color: Shiny

Toy: Giant stuffed gorilla, bottle with beans in it, whatever David is playing with

Movie: Tangled (okay, she only likes the music)

Game: Peek-a-Boo

Song: Curious George theme song

Animal: Any animal she comes in contact with, David

Food: Banana puffs (after breast milk, of course)

October 11th, 2012

the 411 on potty training

Disclaimer: I’m not an expert and I’m not claiming to be one. I’ve never potty trained a child before, I’m just writing down what we’ve done and what we’re having success with on this new adventure so I can remember for next time. I won’t make any wild promises to others who read this; this is simply what I’ve done for those who are curious and have questions.

I read a few blog posts found via Pinterest about “potty training a child in one day.” While these posts contained helpful tips and advice, I ultimately decided that this wasn’t the right choice for David and me. I think trying to make a toddler make all the connections needed for potty training success in one day is a bit extreme, and you’re both just going to get burned out and frustrated by the end of the day. My method is slow and steady.

I approached potty training in three phases. Phase One: creating interest, Phase Two: active training, Phase Three: reinforcement.

Phase One

After David started showing a lot of the signs of being ready to be potty trained (telling me when his diaper was wet/poopy, becoming regular, etc), I started flushing his poop in the toilet. My hope with this was to show him what we use the toilet for and help get him excited and interested. We’d run to the bathroom and I’d dump his poop in the toilet and have him flush it. If he flushed his poop in the toilet he got an M&M candy. We did this for a couple weeks while we waited to see other signs of him being ready (staying dry for a couple hours at a time, including naps, etc). During this same time I made a big deal whenever I needed to go to the bathroom: “Mommy has use the toilet!” and run off to the bathroom. If he came into the bathroom while I was going, I’d tell him that Mommy uses the toilet because Mommy doesn’t wear diapers.

I took him to the store and helped him pick out a potty seat that sits on top of the regular toilet seat.* For an entire month I had him sit on the toilet once a day. I just had him sit; no expectation or pressure for him to go. At first he was a little timid and didn’t want to sit there. I’d smile and encourage him and tell him what a big boy he was. I’d have him sit for one song (Twinkle Twinkle, Popcorn Popping, etc) and then help him down telling him how proud I was of him for sitting on the toilet. Every time he sat on the toilet he got a smiley face sticker and an M&M.

By the end of the month, sitting on the toilet wasn’t scary for him anymore. I took him to the store and he picked out ‘big boy’ underwear. With some encouragement and the help of increased fluids and sitting longer than usual on the toilet, David went potty in the toilet. I made a HUGE deal about it and we called important people to tell them the big news (Daddy, Nana and Papa, etc). For going potty on the toilet he got a Cars sticker and a couple M&Ms. I encouraged him to try again the next day with success.

Phase Two

Since we have Lilly who needs attention too, I didn’t want to actively potty train David until there was a down week when there wasn’t a lot going on and I didn’t have to be anywhere and when I could get Matt’s help the first couple of days. For us, this time was immediately after his initial success of going potty in the toilet. Success is motivating, for both parent and child, so we were all excited to start.

After David got up in the morning we changed his diaper and put him in a pair of his ‘big boy’ underwear and explained that he’s a big boy and doesn’t wear diapers anymore and needs to go to potty in the toilet. I increased his fluids (gave him some Gatorade in his sippy) to increase our chances of having more success right off the bat to keep him motivated. I had him play with his toys on a cheap plastic tablecloth (in case of an accident so it wasn’t on our carpet). The first morning we had a few accidents in a row, naturally. He’d get wet and look at us concerned and we’d run him to the bathroom and sit him on the toilet. If he went, he got a Car sticker and M&Ms. After lunch we didn’t have any accidents until the evening when he got tired, Matt left, and I had to feed Lilly.

On day two he had one tiny leak in the morning before running to the bathroom and another accident in the evening. Seeing the pattern, on the third day I made sure he was on the toilet during the times he had accidents previous days: success, no accidents.

The key is to stay overly excited and encouraging and to go “try” when you think they need to go. I don’t always wait for David to tell me when he needs to go; in the afternoon he likes to play with his toys and “hold” it for as long as he possibly can. When it’s been a while since he’s gone and I can tell he’s starting to get uncomfortable, I have him sit on the toilet and sing songs until he goes. For some kids, distraction helps them relax and go. For David, he does better when I leave the bathroom briefly to get a drink, check on Lilly, etc. When David was listening, I’d tell Lilly what a big boy David was being and tell her that David didn’t wear diapers anymore. It seems silly, but it really helped David stay proud of himself.

Right before bed, we put David in a diaper. I didn’t want to buy pull-ups when we still had a few diapers left. In the five mornings we’ve been potty training, David has woken up dry three so I think in another week we may not even need diapers.

Phase Three

(We’re currently in this phase.) After several days of little or no accidents, he got a little less interested and started getting lazy. We busted out sparkly Cars stickers, stayed excited, and had him make more phone calls to share his success. After several accident-free days, it’s time to make some short outings to practice being away from home and build confidence. We got a foldable potty seat to use in public restrooms to make them less scary. I’ll let you know how it goes.

* The decision to use a potty seat that goes on a regular toilet instead of a toddler-size potty was personal preference (space saving) and in hopes of him not being timid of public restrooms when we leave home. 

October 6th, 2012

LillyLillyLilly

That’s how David often greets Lilly: “LillyLillyLilly.” (As he climbs on top of her to smother her. I mean, ‘hug’ her.) It’s caught on, I find myself calling her that more and more. We also call her Lils, Lilly Billy, and Lilly Bean. And Cute, because she’s cute.

People ask how David likes having a baby sister. He still crazy loves her. She’s starting to like him, too.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lilly sitting alone on the couch being cute with her hands.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

David finds her. Man, I love her facial expressions.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

David pulling her off the couch by her ankles.

 

October 4th, 2012

big boy

Let it be known that on the Fourth day of October at about 12:30 pm, DAVID WENT POTTY IN THE TOILET for the first time. Yes, this proud momma thinks it deserves all caps.

Shortly after he went potty in the toilet and we had a mini celebration, he came and peed on the floor by the toilet. We have some more work to do, but this is a HUGE milestone.

I hope he does it again tomorrow. [In the toilet.]

For blackmailing purposes:

September 26th, 2012

chitter chatter

I have several posts that need posting, but I wanted to write down some funny things David’s been up to lately before I forget them.

When David holds up his toy camera, he says, “Cheese stick!” Some people say, “Say cheese!” when they take pictures, he’s just adapted it to something he understands better.

Instead of saying, “No, thank you,” David says, “No, please.”

On Matt’s birthday, he walked around saying, “Happy day! Happy day, Daddy!” Instead of, “Happy birthday, Daddy!”

His favorite phrases include:

  • “What’s that noise, Mommy?”
  • “Who’s that?” He assumes I know everyone, everywhere.
  • “What’s that?”
Since we’re always holding things up and asking him questions about it (“What color is the car?” etc), now David will make noises and then ask, “What’s that?” wanting us to guess what animal/truck/airplane/train sound he was making. It’s a pretty fun game.

Any time David talks on his toy phone (or anything he pretends is a phone), he talks to Sir Topham Hatt (from the Thomas the Tank Engine stories). Their conversations consist of “Yes sir,” “Okay sir,” “Bye sir,” and “Amen, sir.”

He’s pretty good at joining our adult conversations by chipping in at appropriate times with, “Oh, right,” or “I see,” or “Exactly,” or “Uh huh.”

Some of his books he can “read” now because he has each page memorized; or sing along to the songs they play.

He knows most shapes and colors now and is pretty obsessed with triangles; he sees triangles everywhere we go and points them out to me. His favorite breakfast is “triangle toast” (a slice of toast cut diagonally).

I was telling David that his shirt said, “I love my Papa.” He scoffed at me and said, “No, I love Mommy!” He said it in the sweetest way. He loves Papa, too and talks about him EVERY day since Nana and Papa visited after Lilly’s birth. Every day, multiple times. Every day for  almost three months I’ve heard, “Nana Papa go in black car.”

When David starts getting bored in the car, we sing “The Wheels on the Bus.” When he sings at home, every song has a very enthusiastic, “All through the town!” We were babysitting Lindsy’s six-month-old son, Klev, a few days ago, and when Klev would get fussy, David would go over and talk to him; ask him, “What are you doing, Klev?” A few times David went over and started singing the alphabet to him. David’s alphabet went a lot like, “ABC … truck … monkeys … H … Q … airplane … XYZ … Next … All through the town!!”

David has started really playing; his imagination bloomed overnight and now everything explodes (no idea where he got that), is an airplane, talks, etc. He’s also really friendly right now. David often says goodbye to trucks in the parking lot (or calls out very dramatically, “Nooo! Come back truck, come back!”). When he sees an airplane flying outside, he reaches up and pretends to grab it from the sky. He thinks every bug is a ladybug and has conversations with them, “How are you doing, ladybug?” “Sorry, ladybug.”

When he trips, he’ll immediately call out, “Fine!” before I can ask.

If Matt or I kneel on the floor David will run up behind us and wrap his arms around our necks and ask for a ride. He calls them “camel rides.” I think it’s hilarious that they’re not horsey rides.

And some pictures he took of us:

 

August 29th, 2012

big mess

Entertaining a toddler in a 900 square foot apartment when you have a baby to take care of requires some creativity. One of my favorite things to do this summer is stick David out on the balcony with balls, bubbles, water balloons, sidewalk chalk, buckets of water, or anything else I think up. David was outside coloring with sidewalk chalk and water balloons this afternoon. I looked up to find him rolling around on his drawings, so I laughed and snapped some pictures (the shapes, car, and people I drew, before anyone thinks I have some prodigy).

 

After seeing it was on the back of his shirt, up his legs, on his arms, and in his hair, I went to run him a bath.

I really should have seen this coming:

 

I came back to him saying, “Oh no! Big mess, Momma! Day-did big mess!” In the time it took me to run him a bath he’d found the potting soil and made mud.

Lilly was clean, hanging out on my bed making bubbles.

August 16th, 2012

on our best behavior

For the most part, David is a very well behaved little person, but we’ve had our share of rough days. As we inch closer and closer to the infamous “terrible twos,” I wanted to make a list of methods that have helped get us through toddler tantrums so far as a reminder to myself and as a shout-out to anyone else braving life with a toddler.

Things that work for David in public:

  • Pulling him onto my lap and whispering questions in his ear: “Where is the baby?” “How many lights are there?” “Do you see any other boys?” “Do you hear something?” “Where is your/mom’s nose?” etc. I keep asking questions until I find one that piques his interest and distracts him from his fit. Singing very, very quietly in his ear works too.
  • Distracting him: opening a book, handing him something to hold at the grocery store, playing peek-a-boo/making a silly face, drawing his attention to something big/loud/brightly colored in the area (he likes to go on piñata hunts at the grocery store).
  • Keeping track of when he last ate/drank. There isn’t a force on this earth less cooperative than a hungry toddler. I always have crackers or something with me in case errands or whatever we’re doing takes longer than expected.
  • Telling him I’m going to take him home and put him to bed, and follow through. He was being a real pill at the park — of all places — one afternoon and I asked him to stop or I was going to take him home (he was throwing things and dumping his milk all over me). He didn’t stop, so I hauled him and Lilly to the car and we came home. Now I just have to say it, and he’ll adjust his behavior pretty fast.
  • Removing him from wherever we are. Sometimes it’s just necessary. When I do “take him out” I always try and find a quiet place (not the foyer at the church full of playing toddlers and chatting parents), and he has to stay on my lap or in my arms until he’s done. I say things like, “If you want Mom to put you down you need to stop crying.” I basically try to make it even less fun than the meeting itself. Taking David out is an absolute last resort — at our local church, when you take your kid out of the meeting to avoid further disruption, you find all the other kids who were “acting up” during the meeting just playing in the hall and then your kid wants to play too, thus eventually they learn that if they throw a fit, they get to go run around in the hall.

Things that work for David at home:

  • Talking in a quiet voice. The calmer I am, the more likely he is to be calm.
  • Reminding him of other activities he can do. Sometimes all it takes is reminding him he has a box of toys to play with so he doesn’t need to be crying on the floor in my bedroom.
  • Leaving the room. Often the best thing to do is to stop fueling his tantrum with my attention. I calmly give him his options and if he keeps throwing a fit, I go to another room and do my own thing. This is one of the most effective methods; if there’s no one there to throw a fit for, the fit ends pretty fast and his fit isn’t ‘rewarded’ with attention or desperate bribery attempts.
  • Telling him to go sit on his bed until he’s ready to stop, and then having him tell me, “I’m all done crying/throwing, etc” before he can leave his room.
  • Putting his toys in “time out.” We adopted this form of time out from Matt’s sister. Putting David himself in time out hasn’t been very effective (maybe I do it wrong…). We have had more success with removing a treasured toy as a consequence for bad behavior. We put the toy on a high shelf in our front room where he can still see it and tell him he can have it back after (blank). It’s especially effective if that toy had a role in the bad behavior (ie he threw his truck, so his truck went to “time out” until David is ready to stop throwing). Before giving the toy back, we remind him why it was taken away to help him draw connections between behaviors and consequences.
  • Singing and dancing. It’s hard to throw a fit when your mom’s being crazy.
  • If the fit is the result of being frustrated because he can’t do something, I encourage him with, “It’s okay, just keep trying.” Or I ask him to stop crying and ask for help. Along the same lines, simply asking, “What happened?” is all I need to do.

Things that help with behavior in general:

  • No empty threats. It took some practice, but I’ve weaned myself from making empty threats, meaning threatening to do things that I won’t actually follow-through with. For example, saying that he can’t go to nursery at church if he doesn’t be quiet. That’s stupid, of course I’m going to send him to nursery, and then he doesn’t learn anything. They learn very, very fast when you do follow-through, so it’s only smart to give consequences that you’ll stick to from the beginning.
  • Limiting TV time and electronic devices. David is limited to an hour of TV a day (or a smidge longer if we watch a movie). If he needs a new distraction for a bit or to take a break from being too rowdy, an episode of Sesame Street can do the trick. On days when I’ve been working on a project or been tired or whatever and he’s watched more TV than usual, I notice a distinct difference in his behavior. He’s much more likely to be a little bratty at the end of a big TV day or a day he sat with my iPhone playing games for endless periods of time.
  • Giving him some one-on-one time. I try to set aside time every day to just play/interact with David. No TV, no texting, no computer, etc just David and me playing or talking or reading. Some days when he’s being a pill, I realize I haven’t given him any of my time so he’s finding ways to get it by making a mess or throwing a fit. On a similar note, I make sure that he has plenty of alone time to discover and play by himself without constant guidance and prompts from me.
  • If I want him to be polite and respectful to me, I have to be polite and respectful to him. I try not to be just a bossy mom (“Go do (blank).” “Pick that up.”), but use a pleasant tone and say, “please.” I apologize when it’s necessary. I try to be as pleasant as I possibly can. When it’s appropriate, I respect that he has his own opinions and preferences and let him choose his own food, activity, etc.
  • Empowering him with words. The more words he knows, the less time he spends just crying and whining because he can tell me what he needs or what the matter is. If he points at something, asks about something, hears something that makes his eyes go big–we tell him what it is. Not only do we help him label everything, but also help him understand emotional things: “Are you sad because that’s hard to do by yourself?” “Did seeing that airplane make you so happy?” “The baby is sad because she’s hungry, so she’s crying.” “Did falling hurt your leg?”
  • Teaching patience. I’ve worked very hard over the last little bit to help David become more respectful of my time and wait for things. A couple of months ago, in preparation for Lilly’s birth, I started saying things like, “It’s Mommy’s turn with the computer right now” and not let him interrupt me, or when he asks for something, “Okay, Mommy is finishing (blank) and then I’ll get (blank) or help.” I finish what I’m doing and then announce, “Okay, I’m coming.” He didn’t understand at first, but over time he did pick up on the pattern of “I’m coming”: Mom finishes what she’s doing and then she comes. I’m really pleased with how willing he is to wait for me, as long as I let him know that I heard him and ‘I’m coming.’
  • Different toys for different places. David has church activities that he sees ONLY at church, this makes them special and more interesting since he sees them only once a week. I also have a little book and cars that I keep in my bag for when we’re at a restaurant or somewhere else and he needs a distraction. This same strategy worked MARVELOUSLY on the two and half hour drive we took last weekend: I brought toys he’d never seen before and they held his attention the whole way there and the whole way back.
  • I am a firm believer in keeping a routine. Firm. It provides stability and structure to the day, and allows for exceptional time management because everything is predictable. By “routine” I mean that David wakes up about the same time every day, eats breakfast at about the same time, we have lunch at the same time, we start the bedtime routine at the same time and do the same thing every night, etc. We even go to the grocery store at the same time of day. Having a predictable routine makes it so his behavior is more predictable, and thus helps me plan because I know when he’ll be the most cooperative. I immediately started guiding Lilly to match the routine, and before long her schedule fit in with the routine David and I already have set up. I’m a *little* obsessive compulsive, so this really works for me.

I am by no means an expert and just getting started, so what works for you?

July 30th, 2012

cookie monster

David has a Sesame Street book called Rosita and the Beanstalk. It’s basically Jack and the Beanstalk with Sesame Street monsters. David LOVES to read about the “monsters” and often takes the book to bed with him. In the monster version, Cookie Monster is the giant living at the top of the beanstalk.

A week or so ago, David was playing as usual in our apartment when our upstairs neighbors came home — loudly. David pointed at the ceiling and said, “Noises?” I told him that the noises were from the people living upstairs. Suddenly David lit up “Tookie Monster! Tookie Monster!”

He thinks Cookie Monster lives upstairs. It’s cute.

Apparently Cookie Monster listens to loud rap music. Not so cute.