Love Me a Sale

On Sunday, I made a super score. I got several fancy organic kid pajamas that are usually $42 each, for ten bucks a pajama! That is more than 75% off, I couldn't believe it. I went on the site because my friend told me about a swim sale and discovered they were also having a super clearance sale to make way for the new spring collection. Sadly, the major deal was one day only, and most things were sold out anyway by the end of the day.

But seriously, look how cute these are, Small Human pretty much lost it over the Santa's elf pajamas, because Buddy from the movie Elf, is his idol. It's honestly one of the things I love best about living in the States, the deals are truly good deals and not just max 30% off an already super marked up item.

Also, I get excited over pajamas now. Happy almost spring!

#1 and #2

On Sunday, Small Human peed in the potty. I think it was a bit of a surprise and caught him off guard, because he was whining and crying while sitting on his little blue potty chair before bath time, and was immediately silenced when the pee came out. So obvi, we danced, and high fived, and yayed our faces off at him.

Maybe something clicked that night, because on Tuesday afternoon, he came up to me to tell me he needed to poo. He kept squatting in front of me and looked quite desperate, so I brought him to the potty. As soon as I had his diaper off, he sat down and immediately pooped. I threw the kid a huge parade! I whooped for joy, I marched around happily clapping and sang "Yayyy, poo poo in the potty like a big boy!" As if I wasn't completely grossed out by the fact that I had to clean smelly, human feces from a hard, white, plastic bucket very shortly.

I never thought I'd ever be reduced to such absurdity, but I don't care, I was so proud! So I guess this is it, the beginning of the terrifying world of Potty Training. God help me.

Glutton for Punishment

Every single week I go out for lunch at our favourite Greek restaurant in Capitol Hill, invite a friend or two or three and their babes, and try to have a civilized time. Now, however, I think I'm just a glutton for punishment, because I always end up stressed out, cranky, and suffering from mild indigestion afterwards. I think I'm going to have to stop going until Small Human learns to listen to me better.

This restaurant has a cute little play area for kids, which is great, if your kid actually stays there and plays. Mine, does not. He would rather try to sneak into the office, or supply closet, wander into the kitchen, disturb the display of glass jars at the front of the restaurant, try to escape through the front doors, or sneak into the bathroom to play with toilet water or turn on the sink for some water play. Today there were also tears, twice, and lots of consoling and French fry eating.

He is a very kind and sweet little boy, but he's super energetic and curious. I am in no way blaming him, I just think I have to admit to myself that restaurant lunch dates are not something I want to continue to do. Admitting defeat is hard. I think I feel like it's especially hard because all my friends have little girls who will just sit and play/read/eat quietly in one spot. Are you freaking kidding me?! I'd rather not deal with it anymore, unless his daddy is with us. Tag teaming is always so much more manageable.

I hear the east coast is enjoying some nicer weather, so get out there and breathe the fresh air!

Meh, It's Monday

It's a bit of a cranky Monday for me even though we had a really nice and relaxing weekend, but that one hour time change really got to me. We didn't make it to the toddler class because of my extreme exhaustion and crappy parking karma, so we ended up going to the park instead.

It was still fun, and we managed to make it out unscathed even though Small Human was being extra adventurous. It is such a gorgeous, sunny day in Seattle that we had fun walking around and exploring, we even went on a hunt for mini M&M's. We failed to find M&M's but I did manage to tire out the little monkey in the process. His favourite thing to do now is wave and say hi to each and every single person we pass. He's such a people person!

I see more gallivanting in our future this afternoon, perhaps even in a summer dress? (Avec jean jacket probably) Hooray for spring!

The Hilarity of Potty Training

We're not quite there yet, but we have Small Human sit on the potty every day after a drink or meal, should the urge to go strike him, but so far we haven't had any luck. I try to make a big deal out of it, like I'm super proud and supportive of him, which is what I have read a parent should do in all the potty training guides. I had hoped this would encourage him, but so far the only thing I have achieved is a big fan fare every time I go to the bathroom successfully. While it's nice to to be surrounded by positivity, I'm not really the one that needs any help.

Basically I think I'm teaching my son that everyone in our culture must be thrown a parade every time they potty. Oops. I wonder how long I can keep up the charade? Buwahahahaha! Have a great weekend, I'm excited for daylight savings time!

Wearing Auntie Natalie's hat, backwards:)

Adventures in Motherhood

This week has been a big adventure for me, because Brendan has been away at a conference in San Francisco. I have to admit that I was terrified to be without my partner in crime for a whole week, so I caved and enlisted the help of a part time nanny. This young lady is like a magic toddler whisperer. Small Human loves her so much!

They have been playing Monday, Wednesday, and will be again today. As a result, I have definitely felt less stressed out, even though this morning was extremely irritating. My sweet boy woke up at 4:30am, climbed into bed with me, and proceeded to squirm and kick non stop until 7am. Then he ran into the hall, ripped the baby gate down (!!!), threw my plant and orchid off their shelf, and ransacked my bathroom drawer. He didn't hurt himself, which is the most important thing, but when I got out of bed at 7:20, I was an angry, groggy ogre of a mommy.

Thankfully, we got a nice visit from some friendly faces (The Other Wilsons!), and went out for a Frappuccio run, and now things are much better. I knew his sleep Monday to Wednesday had to be too good to be true. He had been joining me in the big bed at 5am every day and just lying quietly with me until I woke up. Even toddlers have their limits I suppose.

Counting down the minutes until my husband comes back! COME BACK, BABE.

pajama party

climbing the rope ladder like a boss

Preschool in The Fall

It's official, my little boy will be going to preschool in September. His spot is secured and he and I actually cheered when I got the confirmation. It's not the hugest deal in the world, just the gradual progression of life, but I feel good about it!

Small Human loves this preschool understandably, because they've got everything he likes. There's a mini post office for the toddlers, a small play structure and mats, little cars and trikes, a sand table, a train table, a library nook, different art projects, and a whole bunch of musical instruments that he can play with freely.

He will have a great time, learning, playing, and making new friends, and mommy will love watching it, while also getting some time for herself. YES. Everybody wins! I had my doubts at first, because he's a baby, so why isn't being with his mom good enough? But the thing is that he is just so bright and curious and eager, that it would be cruel not to let him grow and develop beyond what just I can provide for him.

When I told him we got into preschool he punched the air and said, "Yayyy!". Ah I love him.

Happy Monday!