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Done with Diapers. FINALLY. Like, forever!

(or until grandkids in 20 years….)

It was a happy moment last week when I realized that Shaye was officially potty trained. She was about 18 months old when she started asking for her diaper to be changed, or taking it off herself.

I’ve just been so busy that I didn’t push it, but it was getting to the point she didn’t want her diaper on at all, and potty training was on the summer to do list anyway.

DONE.

It was insanely easy (jinxed myself there, didn’t I? I hope not). She’s 26 months now, and I’m a big believer that this is the window of opportunity. All of my kids were potty trained at 2 as soon as they gave me the signal.

I asked her if she wanted to wear panties. She said yes. I said “okay, no more diapers!” And I hid them all in a closet.

She put her panties on and didn’t have one accident. No bribes, no charts, no candies, no stalking her, no NOTHING.  It’s been a week.

She is currently holding my favorite child award, because that was just purely awesome.

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Kid Stuff, June 2010. It’s easier this way.

So I’m just going to slap some family stuff on here to play catch up, I’m way behind on kid news for the family because of that fabulous porno malware I had.

I’m back.

Brinn’s Miller Street Dance Recital.

Brinn started dancing last fall, and she loved it so much that every single weekday morning she’d wake up and ask, “do I have dancin’ school today?” Then, a month before the recital something happened in class and she was done. She didn’t want to go, she’d cry and get crazy on me.

Listen, little dude, I’ve already paid for that costume so you WILL be going to the recital or I will confiscate all of your piggy banks for 14 years!

That morning she slept in, took a bath, and started to get ready without much of a fuss. But I was very careful, constantly watching what I said or did so as not to rock her crazy boat. 

Leaving for the recital rehearsal:

We rode with her friend Lettie, picked up breakfast from Chickfila (chicken minis are her favorite), we went into the high school to check in…and doesn’t she slip on the floor in her shoes and FACEPLANT. So of course she balled her eyes out and up on stage for the practice run she just stood there like a cow in the pasture.

Once we left the rehearsal, we zoomed over to Walmart and bought her lipgloss, sparkly junk, and a bath tub toy as bribery. And for once, it worked. She danced! I still have to get a copy of the recital, but they did a fantastic job!

We were stinking excited, so of course we celebrated with DinoSundaes at Bruesters.

Shaye

CLT Speed Street

So, this year was (no offense, people) way disappointing. I don’t know why, but something seemed totally different. I don’t know if they bused extra red rednecks in this year or what, but it was kind of the pits. Or maybe we weren’t drunk enough to be numb. I think we were there for an hour and a half, we never found anything we wanted to eat except  Cheezit snackbags, I ordered a beer that sounded great with 55 calories only to realize it’s water with a shot of beer, my $12 rum runner was missing the stinking rum, and without a buzz that is SO not the place to be. Here are some pictures, the girls did enjoy free chocolate milk and a few pieces of gum.

Maeve’s 5th gr Graduation!

I hae a middle schooler again. GOD HELP US.

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Mah Baby girl is 2!

We had Shaye’s 2nd birthday party at our favorite Italian restaurant, Maggianos.

That morning she and I had a bunch of errands to run, so I took her to McDonald’s to get a biscuit because “the tank” LURVES biscuits! For birthday errands, we popped over to Tootsies Too and I got her some super adorable shoes and a birthday dress. Then we picked up Grandma P and headed over to Target, where Brinn proceeded to tell Shaye what Brinn wanted to buy. ;) We stopped home for a nap, and then headed to Southpark to stuff face!

The faces kill me. We are either a bunch of freaks, or the least photogenic people EVER.

She was so happy all day, even though she was getting a cold.

“Whatcha mean I only get ONE meatball???”

Flying toddlers!

And for dessert????

PROFITEROLES! mmmmmmmmmmm yum.

Happy birthday, sweet baby girl!

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