my sixth sense

We started with dark chocolate and have now moved on to old fashioned, 100% sugar marshmallows as potty rewards for Elliott. With the freezing temperatures we have had a little more home-time and I've put it to use doing intense potty training. Two mornings in a row I've given him the choice of a diaper or underwear and both times he's chosen the underwear. He's not exactly telling me when he has to go; I don't really give him the chance as I'm asking him constantly. So far... no pee accidents but unfortunately two poop shows.

Yesterday I was chatting with my Mother-in-law and my sixth sense started tingling. Something had changed in the room, I just knew he was doing some business. Sure enough there he was hiding behind the chair in the living room. Poor pumpkin. It was a mixture of embarrassment and confusion and then  probably a little aversion towards the potty that I put him on half way through. Please, for my sake try to imagine the scene, as I sat him on the pot and tried to ease off his pants. Now try to imagine how dry it has been here and my propensity towards fierce nose bleeds in such conditions. Bingo. Poop covered, blood pouring everywhere and Elliott completely curious about both. Stop, stop too much glamour.

Tonight, similar story we were all hanging out in Kate's room watching the kids singing and dancing and then Elliott kind of took off. Again I sensed a change and sure enough caught him just starting some business. Bonus for me, Cody was here to help with the clean up.

In my estimation he has not yet been traumatized, which is one of my goals in all this. That and lessening our family's contribution to landfills. Can it really be four years of diapers and wipes?

Our baby ballerina.

 Look at the concentration.

A runners, yoga, ballet-ish pose.

Tomorrow, Donna is joining me in watching day one of Cody compete in his first CrossFit Competition. Day two actually lands on his birthday and so the plan is to attend with his two biggest fans. He's only been in CrossFit for three months, so I think it's safe to say he's got a little case of the nerves. I'm so excited and proud of him. Stay tuned for more details. Good luck love!

Aimee