I am not going to say this too loud but...

Cooper pooped on the potty tonight and he has not had a accident in several days. I think we may be rounding the bend on the potty training thing, which is good because it was about to send me round the bend and not in a good way but in a send Robyn to a padded cell kinda way! So here's hoping we have it down!

Other fun things this weekend. Bruce's mother kept all three kids last night and we had a date night, nothing fancy just dinner at Chilli's because everything else was too dang crowded. We wanted Olive Garden, and figured since it was pouring rain, that it wouldn't be too crowded. When we got there at like 15 til 6 btw, people were standing outside in the rain waiting. I love me some Olive Garden but not enough to stand in the rain for who knows how long to get it. After dinner we headed to Hastings to peruse the cheap books, I got 2 new books for $3.99 and Bruce got a book. We then headed to Marable Slab, and had some wonderful ice cream. Then it was a trip to Old Navy, which sucks anymore! Then Books A Million also was equally sucky. Finally, a trip to Target and we headed home, where we picked up the boy, and the girl's spent the night with the grandparents.

Plus to top it off Cooper slept in this morning, SWEET! All in all so far a pretty sucessful weekend! My laundry is caught up but my house is wreck, we all know you can't have it all!

The Boy

My sweet, beautiful baby boy may be the most stubborn male on the planet, well next to his dad. We have been potty training and he is doing really well staying dry, the problem is he HOLDS it. He won't pee and he won't poop. The poop thing is really bothering me, I know he has to go. At first I was like well, eventually he will go he can't hold it forever. I think though possibly he could and would hold it forever! It is a battle of wills and right now and he just may be winning! UGH! I so do not <3 potty training at all!

My Son

Is quite frankly going to kill me! We are STILL trying to potty train, and he is really not making any progress. It is not because he doesn't get it because he does, if he smart enough to put a pull up over his underwear and then pee in them he is smart enough to go in the dang toilet! I just don't know what to do with him and it is time to potty train. He is over three! This is one of my least favorite aspects of parenting, but I don't remember the girls being this difficult. I mean you ask him if he wants to use the potty and he screams! Anyone wanna take a 3 year old for awhile potty train him and then send him back? Cause I got nothin' right now!

Another Small Victory!

Cooper finally peed on the potty last night! He has already pooped in his pants this morning, but I had company and wasn't watching him like I should have been. Thank goodness he had a pull up on! Baby steps!!

A Small Success

I had a small victory last night on the potty training front! He pooped a small bit in the potty. We all got excited and clapped for him and he got a sticker on his card and a Hershey's kiss. I thought alright we may be turning a corner here, Cooper promptly smashed that dream about 3o minutes later when he pooped in his pants. One step forward three steps back! UGH!

Potty Training

As I mentioned in my last post I am going to start trying to potty train Cooper. I must say this is one of my least favorite jobs as a parent. I really think someone could become very rich if they started a potty training school. You know you take your kid daily for a week and them BAM they are potty trained, and you as a parent are much happier, and the potty trainer is 1000 bucks richer. I would pay it I tell you, because I abhor potty training.

So to start the process we went to Wal-Mart and got some brand new big boy underwear for Cooper. (I have to correct myself from calling them panties, give me a break I have successfully potty trained 2 girls and am a panty wearer myself)He picked them out he was so excited, they had all different Disney characters on them. He was so excited I thought this is going to be so easy, he is going to want to wear those so much, this potty training thing will be a breeze. We get home and he is still stoked about the underwear he has taken them out of the package and told me who was on each pair, and then he asks to put them on! I was so excited, I told him to pick out his favorite, I want lightening mcqueen car, no wall-e, no nemo, no lightening mcqueen car, just pick a pair son, okay nemo. He puts the nemo ones on, he is so proud, he models them around the room, I explain how we have to keep them dry, so you can't pee pee in the. With my penis he asks? Yes with your winkie I reply! Oh wow did he love those underwear, he loved them so much that he showed his love for them by promptly peeing in them! It is going to be a long year people, a long year!

My Girls!

Oh my girls, how I love my two girls, but quiet frankly they are going to send me to the loony bin! We are in the final countdown of summer break, and really they have been pretty good all summer as far as playing together and getting along and not driving their mother insane. That has all ended. They do not wish to get along they do not want to play with one another, and I have never seen two kids who were more competitive with one another. Sibling rivalry to the max these two.

Anyway this morning they got up insanely early, so I sent them to the living room to watch t.v., so I catch about 30 more minutes of sleep. Big mistake!! From my groggy state I hear screaming and yelling, then rustling, then Meg (who is the younger by the way) I am going to punch you in the eye! Then I hear crying! Evidently Meg follows through on a threat. UGH! The eye was okay, and after another 15 minute lecture for the 400th time about how we never hit anyone in our family ever for any reason, I am officially ready for them to go back to school. Yes, I will miss them terribly, but I will remain sane. They get along much better when they aren't spending as much time together. That leaves just me and the boy here, and we are tackling potty training this year, oh Lord help me, can't I send him to school for that?