Where's the Dog?

We've been working on teaching Kaden how to put on his shirts and coats all by himself. He's got underwear and pants mastered! Anyway, so he got his PJ shirt on but, unknown to him, it was backwards. He was sooo proud of his accomplishment so I praised him highly! After adequate praise, I urged him to go show Daddy then I asked, "Oh Kaden! Where's the dog?" (He has a dog on the front of his pajama shirt.) Without pause, he pointed to where the dog should be and said "RIGHT here!!!" But as he looked down he stopped short. He twisted it. Then he lifted it and looked at his belly. "Mom, WHERE is he?" He was truly amazed that the dog had just jumped off his shirt.
Then Luke told him it was on the back....He's a nice daddy. I was going to leave him hanging. ♥

The Joys of Motherhood

Maybe it was because I was too proud of my Kaden.

Maybe it was because I needed to clean my bathroom and it seemed that nothing would motivate me.

Or maybe it was all just one big oops.

It sure is funny now that it's done!

The story, you ask? Oh yes. I'll tell.

It starts like any other normal day. Kaden wakes up. Kaden asks for breakfast. I ask if he needs to go potty. Kaden says no. Kaden eats breakfast. Kaden tells me he needs to go potty. Kaden takes his pants and underwear off. (ALL the way off.) Kaden gets on his stool to get on the potty. Kaden goes potty. Kaden gets down. Kaden puts his underwear and pants back on. All with little or no help from me.

I'm proud of this. VERY proud that at 2 1/2 Kaden is so well pottytrained...(not that I could have forced him!) This is why I wonder if it was punishment for my pride.

Today we skip to the part where Kaden takes his pants off. He deviates from plan. He decided the door must be closed to avoid sister coming in to try to stick her hand in the toilet. (I appreciate this deviation). I hear massive, hysterical screaming. I run into the bathroom to find Kaden standing there---peeing. Now, I know you are picturing a puddle on the floor.

NO. this kid was PEEING. I mean, I have never seen these amounts of pee come out of a child before. And it was going straight out from him for about 2 feet. As I realize this I see that he is turning to me...screaming "It's on my leg! It WON'T stop! It just keeps going!" He's hysterical. Picture this. Hysterical Kaden. Me just trying to keep out of the line of fire! I pinched his "pee thing" (as he calls it) and sat him on the toilet, and stood there. As I assessed the damage it all hit me how hilarios that less than 5 second episode really probably was. And how not hilarious the clean up would be.

Enter Katelyn.

Let's just say I had a lot of clean-up of both kids and the bathroom. (It did get the deepest cleaning it's had in a while!) And, I was able to laugh about it. It was hilarious. I asked Kaden why he did it...why he didn't wait til he was on the toilet and he said "My pee-thing just wouldn't stop!" Later, he needed to go potty again and wouldn't take off his underwear. When I asked him why he said "My pee-thing might start before I'm on the toilet!"

He's nervous about the whole potty thing. But I think in a day or 2 two we'll be back to his normal, potty-trained schedule. Maybe a bit less pride.

I'm just so glad it was in my own house, with no one around. So so glad.

Oh So Excited!

Today is the day. THE DAY. It's been a loooooong time coming and I'm so very very excited!

Today is the day the dining room is declared DONE.

(With the exception of needing a new chandelier, one more wall decoration, and some curtains......ok...so maybe a project is never DONE.)

BUT, it will be painted and the hutches moved back in. I will have my bedroom back (read as- I will have my junk heap to turn back into a bedroom.) I will be able to find a place in said (buried) hutches for my new Pampered Chef glasses...so they don't have to sit on my counter anymore.

The other day someone made this comment: "I'm not really an orange person, but this is coming together and looking GREAT!!" I was thrilled. You don't have to love orange-but I hope it still looks good. Kind of like how I'm not really a pink or purple person, but I can still appreciate when it does look good!

I'll have before/during/after pictures up SOON!!!!

Now Luke can move on to fixing the 2 chairs sitting there unused. And getting the windows we're storing put in, and you know...more fixing up of the house.

But first maybe we'll enjoy a down weekend!

Home vs. Walmart

Today Kaden was playing downstairs and out of nowhere came upstairs and said to me, "Mom, I don't like this house." I said, "You don't?" and he said, "No. I like Walmart."

Weird.

So about an hour later Kaden says, "I like Walmart better than our house because it has food." I said, "Well, we have food here..." to which he replied, "Well, they don't have beds at Walmart."

I'm thinking that means he think if he lived at Walmart he could have food and no naps. He's such a funny kid :)

March Madness

As I sat here trying to figure out when Kaden could have his next dose of Tylenol (which also happens to be the last teaspoon of both "i b Broken" and Tylenol both) I realized something. This family may have singlehandedly supported the pain medicine industry this month.

We completely (started AND finished in just this month) used:
3 Children's Tylenol bottles
2 Infant Tylenol Bottles
1 1/2 Infant Ibuprofen
1 Children's Ibuprofen
at least 50 Adult extra strength Tylenols
and some amount of Adult Advil

AND I don't just feed my kids (or Luke) pain meds! Other than this surgery for Kaden-they ONLY got pain meds for fevers above 100*. Maybe I should look into getting a prescription for these meds? Then I could get a tax write off at least. LOL. Maybe April will be less painful month all around???

My Funny Boy

Yesterday I told Kaden to go look out the window to see if Daddy was home. He asked why and I told him that Daddy had texted to tell us he would be home soon. He ran over to the window-looked for about 20 seconds and then I heard a loud GASP. Then: "Cinders and Ashes! Daddy's NOT there!"

I knew it would come to this. He's officially watched too much Thomas the Train Engine.

Also, lately, at breakfast-when he doesn't want to eat what he has (and when calling it "bones" hasn't gotten him out of eating it)- he says to me "Mom, I'm too full. I've been eating ALLLLLL DAY." and will usually follow with several other comments about how long and tiresome it is to eat.

He's still my funny boy. Even if tonsil surgery did change the sound of his voice so much that I barely recognized it at first!

More Kaden-isms -I B Broken

Today Kaden had his tonsils and adnoids taken out. He was a real trooper. We went in at 9am, and he went back into surgery around 9:30am. (He was a little nervous-and the sedative just made him cranky...but he did fine.) At 10ish he was out of surgery, and at about 10:30am we could go back and see him. He was pretty laid back, and a little scared. He wanted OUT of the gown and back into his PJ's. He also wanted the bandage off his hand-which was bloody-which freaked him out. Then he wanted to sit on Daddy's lap- NOT in the bed. But they kept telling us he got the best waker-upper award for the day.

Anyway, so all day he's been in pretty good spirits. He's drinking and eating very well, and wanting to up and about running around playing. So much for keeping him down for 7-10 days. I'm shooting for 3!

Anyway...so tonight he's had a low temperature around 96*, so we've been watching him closely in case he goes any lower. He got tired of me taking his temperature, so the last time I had to bribe him. Now, Kaden loves his tylenol-but we can't give him any- and I usually say when he's done getting his temp taken he can have tylenol. So this time I told him he could have ibuprofen. Well-I forgot. (Bad Mom!) and pretty soon I hear him exclaiming, "Mom! I need my I B Broken!"

I think that's a pretty appropriate name. Next time Luke's sore from bball, I'm gonna ask him if he's taken his "I B Broken" medicine.