Whoo-hoo

Dude. Another awesome potty training day. The things you get excited about as a parent--it seems a little bit messed up. I've spent way too much time the past two days saying, "Do you want to let your pee pee out and put it in the potty?" And who knew that dog stickers and getting to flush the toilet were such great rewards? We were out much of the day and Lucas came to the end of the day having only really soiled one diaper. ONE. Can we really be this close to the time that we'll only have one kid in diapers?

The weirdest part of it all was i've been dreading potty training. And now that we are actually doing it I'm kinda having fun. Of course I can't help but laugh when Lucas goes running down the hall from time to time singing "potty time, potty time" in his funny little toddler voice and pronunciation. And yesterday i coaxed him into the bathroom when he was playing with his Thomas trains by asking, "Does Thomas have to go pee pee?" The next minute we are in the bathroom holding Thomas over Lucas's little potty going "sssssssssssssssssssssssss" and congratulating Thomas on using the potty. Oh my.

potty time! potty time!

Today was suppose to be a great day to get out and walk. Or go to the playground. Or something. But instead the weather was crappy and I decided it would be a good day to work on potty training. Lucas has been doing great so far but with all the busyness of new baby, school, work, gardening, etc we haven't been able to hit it as hard as we like. Today he only got 2 diapers dirty. Hoorah! Lots of potty trips, new briefs with Thomas the Tank Engine, and rewards of dog stickers. I'm so excited about the idea of only washing and folding Wren's diapers and not 2 sets.

Little guy, little girl

You mess with my sister, I mess with your face.

Catch up

Sorry i've been bad about posting photos! I blame school.

Here are the kids:
(Lucas in his new boxer briefs and again in Dada's shoes. Wren just looking as cute as she can.)

Family

Wren has been with us for almost 2 months now. She's definitely in and no longer a stranger.

Yesterday I was sitting with Lucas as he watched a claymation video. It had a series of short stories on it, the secong of which was a kind of prince and the pauper story. Twin princes are born, one is stolen and then raised in poverty unaware of his true identity. I was reading email on my laptop when sudden Lucas began wailing. The scene was on where a bad man steals one of the twin infants. Lucas began howling, "Baby! Baby!" and crying in fear. I held him til he calmed down and reassured him that the baby was alright.

He typically refers to Wren as "Baby" and gives her more kisses at bedtime than I get (tonight she got 3 and a snuggle then he finally got around to me). I about cried yesterday when I realized his response to the movie showed how deeply he already cared about his little sister. Whatever he thinks this tiny person is, he seems pretty protective of her.

I also love the fact he thought I was sooooooo hilarious today when I'd say "bump, bump, bubuduh bubduh bump" every time we went over a bumpy area on the road. He was cracking up. Bless him. I'm not really that funny but it sure is nice to have a fan.