Counting

Well we have had a fairly relaxing day. Well, never mind not really. I did get two pots of spaghetti cooked for the freezer ( since I gave away my last pots that I had frozen). I have no idea how they are going to taste. It took me about 4 hours to do it. For some reason Chuck wanted to stick right by me. He did that thing you see kids do where the grab onto your knees and hang on to you and try to shove there head between your knees. Yup. The entire time I was cooking. There was lots of laughing and giggling so apparently he thought it was fun.

Whenever I have to go to the bathroom I always tell Chuck I have to go potty. That way if he doesn't want to go with me ( which is rare) he won't think I am just leaving. Tonight I told him where I was going and he ran ahead of me and went and sat on his potty. ( Yes, it is in the hall but he has been pushing it around all day.) While he was sitting on his potty, I went to the bathroom but was watching him the whole time. After a few seconds on his potty, he pretended like he picked something up and then started pretending like he was wiping! SO stinking funny! May be TMI for some but surely you have stopped reading the blog by now if you are worried about too much information.

I don't know if Chuck has done this before but maybe tonight was the first time I realized what he was doing. I count a lot with him. If he hands me things, I always count them out. I only go to 3 or 4 though so I don't overwhelm him. Tonight we were watching Gnomeo and Juliet before bed and he brought me his crayons. I started counting them as he brought them to me. Then he sat down and started counting!!! You can't really tell what number he is on but I think you can definitely tell that he is counting.

Potty time

I went ahead and got Chuck a little potty and a potty seat. We went to WalMart and got back just in time for lunch and nap. He fell asleep on the way home. (Think he needs a haircut?)




He insisted on unwraping the potty seat when we got home. So we unwrapped it and looked at the pictures on it.




And then we insisted on taking it with us for our nap.




Yes, he is sleeping with his potty seat. It's brand new though. Fresh out of the package. Look, I will do anything for some rest and this is one of them.

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Breakfast time

My little rasin bran eating, juice box drinking little man. ( I picked the raisin bran. He chose the juice box. He chooses a lot because he can get in the pantry and fridge on his own. Once he has his mind set, there is no changing it!)



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Coming Up for Air

I'm still here, I'm still here. Sorry no pictures tonight. I can't keep my head on straight much less keep up with my phone which is my only source of picture taking. Ok, trying to think of what's been going on....

I having been working my "you know what" off at work trying to get my students to behave. We are now at week 2 and I haven't taught anything yet. How did I do this as a brand new teacher? I can't say I have had a good day yet but surely it is coming. These kids are crazy and it is sad to say my one year old behaves better than them!

Granna and Bob Bob stayed with Chuck this weekend while I spent time with the college girls and slept in ( hmmm.... sleeping in means 7.) I think they were dreading having to stay a total of 4 days but were pleasantly surprised at how easy Chuck was. They said he was well behaved and the sweetest little boy ever. Only fussed once when Granna got out of the car. ( We have a little problem thinking people are leaving us.... I dare you to walk out the door when the little fellow is nearby!) It was good to get home and get a big hug from the little man. Being away was really good and helped me remember not to take stuff for granted.

Today Chuck is 17 months old!!! Tomorrow I will officially be closer to 60 than 0 and get to spend my special day at a PTA meeting while my husband and baby play together. And also to celebrate, we had our first parent teacher conference as parents today. We didn't get any bad reports ( no biting or hitting). We were told that Chuck is one of the top students and when they do something they know he will always be the one to catch on. ( He did say "purple" in the tub last night and then handed me a purple letter... I know. He's awesome.) Another thing we talked about was potty training. Um... yes. We are officially old enough to be potty training our child. Apparently an Elmo potty is on the shopping list for this weekend. I wasn't expecting it but she asked our permission to start potty training on Monday. Is this something I have to be prepared to do? He has been interested in it lately. He helps pull paper off the roll and hands it to me when I am in the restroom. I have also let him go with his daddy to the bathroom. (The problem with him going with daddy is that he is so interested and busy looking to see what is going on that his head gets a little too close to the stream..... I know, too much info but it is hilarious to see him do it.) Today when we were getting in the bath, he pointed to the potty so I sat him on top. He just grinned the whole time. His little peepee was pointed straight up so I was praying that he didn't have to go. We sat for about a minute and then decided we didn't want to be up there anymore.

That's about it for now. I am trying to motivate myself to wake up and go to hell every morning. Dr. is also getting a little antsy over here. He also thinks his work is synonymous with the word hell.

Oh, and have I mentioned we are Texas bound in a year? Yep, Tyler better get ready for the Weber's. You ain't seen nothing yet!

I just reread my post looking for typos ( and didn't finish correcting them) and started crying when I got to the potty training part. There is no way that my baby is old enough to go potty by himself. Geez, what a tear jerker! I love him.