Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Update

Yesterday evening I asked my son what he wanted to be for Halloween, a dog, a lion, or bumble bee? He immediately he said very enthusiastically, bumble bee. Then went about singing the song.

I'm bringing home my baby bumble bee
Won't my Mommy be so proud of me
I'm bringing home my baby bumble bee -
OUCH!! It stung me!!

I sighed and said I don't want to do a bumble bee. Then right as my husband was about to kiss me, I said I've got it. I'll make the body of the costume, black and yellow striped like a bumble bee. Then make the wings like the PB bug costume. Now I've very excited. Although I do think he would be a cute dog. I don't care if my bug will be incorrect as far as entomology is concerned. I put yellow on the wings instead of orange.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Way Too Early

I have been thinking about Halloween lately. I know its way to early to think about costumes, but I'm pregnant, so I have to plan ahead, because you never know I might feel crappy the whole month of October. Plus I can't work hard core on all the christmas presents I have plans of making if I haven't done the Halloween Costume. My fear is my baby will come early and I won't be able to finish the presents or decorate my house for Christmas.
I thought about doing the Rhino this year again, but I decided against it, the sweat suit still fits so I would only have to reattach the horns and ears, but I think I would be disappointed if I didn't make a new one. (His first halloween he was a dinosaur remember.) This year I decided my son was old enough to help me pick a costume to make, so we went through lots of websites and I asked him yes or no, there were plenty I thought were super cute that he said no to. He said no to a monkey, and to this bug from pottery barn. I kept asking about the bug hoping to get a different response.This is what he liked, a dog, a lion, a bee, and a banana.
Last year my husband wanted me to make a banana suit for my son, but I really have no idea how to sew like that. So I think the dream will be given up again.
The costume at this point will be up to what color sweat suit I can find. I would like to do the pottery barn, dog or bug. But my son doesn't like the bug, so I guess it will probably be the dog, the dog seems easier than the lion, and I don't really want to do a bee. (PS I also love the PB hedgehog and butterfly costume, my son didn't like the hedgehog.)

Monday, August 11, 2008

Justification

The other day I was talking to my sister about potty training. She is probably a year and half away but its never too early for research I guess. After talking I decided I wanted to justify my use of candy on potty training. (Not justify to her, the whole blogging world, I know this post is about 2 months late.)
Fact, I bribed my son with food
Fact, I bribed my son with a pack of fruit snacks to use the potty.
Fact, he very clearly learned in less than a week how to say "fruit snacks, potty treats". Clear enough that his single uncle understood him without anyone telling him. He even sang a songs about it.
I know it is socially taboo to do either of those things now, its bad to bribe with food, it leads to obesity apparently. Its bad to give my child candy in general let alone for a bride.
This is why I did it, because I had seen it work before. (I'll leave the parties innocent, but I had seen it work first hand.) Also my mom told me to do it, I figured I turned out alright so why not. Here is the other reason I quickly realized it was the only thing that worked. I tried not to be socially taboo, he was only going to get a tic tac for BMs and stickers for pee. That didn't work, my son's father and his father before him are trained economists, my son naturally understands economies too well, he LOVES stickers, but it wasn't worth a detour to the potty for him. Fruit Snacks where the only thing that worked.
So we stuck with them for 3 boxes. I had bought more but in a fit of desperation I let my son pick out his potty treats in the store. He picked out life savers and gummy worms. Thats when we downgraded. From a pack of fruit snacks to one gummy worm, two for stinky stuff. He seemed perfectly content with the downgrade. I bought more gummy worms for a while, but then I decided to use my candy stores, which included old easter cadbury eggs (now Teresa is wondering how I had any left over, I can never eat a whole bag.) Then my grandma gave me left over jelly beans, and they became potty treats. Then those got low, so we added M&Ms. Still two months later after potty training and my son still gets an M&M if he goes potty, and two if he if its dirty. (I have only had two accidents during the move, one when I was in the shower, and one when I ignored the yells of "Ma Ma Ma" because we were on different floors, with a tract record like that during high stress I have no desire to abandon the sugar.) I'm sure current child psychology would say that is awful, but heck my son eats less candy now then before he potty trained.
Now he only candy when he goes potty, and before he potty trained I was sick and pregnant in my first trimester so he basically got candy whenever he asked because I felt too crappy to hear him cry. Not to mention, he only goes about 5 times a day, and he doesn't always remember to ask for a treat, so he is probably get maybe 5 grams of sugar a day, probably more like 3. He gets more sugar during breakfast than he does from pottying in the toilet. (I know its terrible my son doesn't eat plain oatmeal, or plain bran for breakfast but its the truth, I don't either, plus I would bet none of you do either.) Normally we eat yogurt for breakfast, and we started buying the more healthy kind but none the less it is not plain. Even when he eats healthy cereal its still has some sort of sugar or honey to make it palatable. Although we rarely buy "sugar cereals."
You may ask why I don't wean him from the potty treats, I've vaguely tried, at least thought about trying. But there is still plenty of times each week, when my son is doing the potty dance, and the only way he is willing to go to the potty is after I say potty treat. Even if he went 20 times a day, like me, I think I would still be ok with the m&ms. I don't think 20 grams of sugar is going to make him diabetic, and I have consciously tried to cut out other sugars from his diet because of the potty training.
As my husband would say its all about incentives. Humans do anything if you give them the right incentive. Adults are no different, although sometimes we require different incentives, there are plenty of times treats work on me too. The other thing I've figured out is the incentives have to be immediately, something in the future after multiple trips to the potty do not work for my son. But I am the same way, if I practiced the piano 4 days a week for a month my mom was going to take me out of ice cream, or buy me a new shirt, really anything I asked. You know how many times I got that incentive? Never, it was too far in the future for me. But I guarantee you, every time my mom told me she would do my dishes if I praticed for a full 30 minutes without interruptions I did it. Apparently my son is the same way. He also needs the potty treats in full view from the toilet, so I place them on a high shelf in plain view. It makes it tricky when we aren't at home, which maybe part of the reason he has a hard time focusing, he keeps craning his neck to find the potty treats.

For Now

This is my son's room for now. I am in the process of making curtains so he doesn't break the blinds, because he is well on his way, as he looks outside at the diggers and trucks in our backyard.
From the first night we moved in my son wanted to sleep in a big boy bed. I'm probably jinxing it but, we have not had any problems. He goes down for naps and bed, with no problem, he never gets out once we finish books. He hasn't gotten up and wandered around in the middle of the night, (which is what I was afraid of, he does that at other people's house when we stay over, it makes for long nights.) He in fact never gets out of bed, until we come in his room, he just stays in his room sucking his thumb with his blanket. Once we open the door he throws his blanket on the pillow and doesn't touch it until after book read the next time. He is being such a champ. This is how I find him most mornings, minus the blinds pulled up.
Here is his dresser. Those roosters my sister sent us for our new house. They are what inspired me to keep the stuff I already have not worry about totally have everything matching.
Especially since all the sheets I have for his bed, are either white or red, or a mixture of both. The bookcase is new. It was our first furniture purchase for the new house. I love that all the wood is the same color in the room.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Getting Girly

This is the first girl thing I've made for my baby. I got the pooh material at DI for $1, and since its blue I wanted to make it girly, so I added the pink blanket satin stuff. I found it challenging to use. I can't turn down cheap classic pooh.

It is kind of a dumb size. Its about 5 inches wider than a stupid store bought receiving blanket that is useful for nothing. I guess store bought receiving blankets are useful if the baby likes swaddling, but my first born only wanted to be swaddled for about 5 days, after that he would fight and cry until he freed himself. I figured this would be a good size to tuck in around the baby in a car seat.
This took me way too long, almost 3 hours, to only machine sew store bought binding. I had issues with the pinning, and then with the machine, and about everything else.

We are ALIVE!

I know I have probably distressed my whole 25 regular viewers by not blogging in a week. But our internet just barely got connected. Here is an update.
My son's favorite perch before we left.
Our new place. We love the front swing.
One of my favorite things in our new place, my pie chest or something. I don't know, it has metal grating on the outside. Since its not in the kitchen, its in the back hallway behind the kitchen, I have a place for all my large appliances. I can now easily access them.
My blender, my popcorn maker, my Bosch, our breadmaker, the griddle, the crockpot.
ps I'm totally indebted to everyone who helped us move, I was totally useless being pregnant, and tired. Especially my two cousins who unpacked my kitchen, and my brother who set up our beds.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Mind exercise

I know all of you have been wondering how my mind works. This next little exercise will give you a glimpse of the madness. My mother got a free subscription to Hallmark with hers so she gave it to me. I'm about 15-20 years too young for it, but it still hasn't run out so I got this this month. Every time I see the cover I see the phrase let's get allergy!
Specifially when I see the bottom of the page, this section, before I can read "let's all get merry!" I see let's get allergy.
My mind picks of these letters and ignores the rest.
This is what my mind see, while the rest of you see let's get merry. Minus all the white blocks.
Now I realize the word allergy is spelled wrong to all y'all but order really makes no difference in my mind, but I rearranged the letters properly for you. So this is what I see.
Just so you know, order makes no matter in mind. I had to teach it to my mind as a young 5th grader in tutoring, how to care about what order people put letters and numbers in. And then I had reteach myself that number order REALLY does matter when you are doing algebra, geometry, calculus etc. In fact I taught myself so well, I actually forget until something like this magazine cover happens, that my mind sees letters before it sees words. And various letters jump out and form new words before I see the original written words. Who would have thought that young little 5th grader who only saw letters not words would have ever got a political science college degree heavy in reading and writing? Life turns out crazy huh?