Our Kids

Well I think we have been great at picking our battles with the girls.  We don’t fight over trivial things like clothes, shoes, chairs, toothbrushes etc.  We stand firm on things that are dangerous or things we really don’t want them touching, eating etc.  These days the battles seem harder to determine whether we should just give in or stand firm.  For example, when Piper goes down for her nap she wants to have a pretzel or a ginger snap to hold.  Now I don’t like her sleeping with food or setting a bad example but my option is to let her cry herself to sleep because of the pretzel or let her have it.  When she wakes up she still has the pretzel.  I know she does not want to eat it, she just wants to have it and she wants me to give it to her.  Sigh…..I obviously have been giving her the pretzel.  Is that a battle I should fight?  Seems so trivial, a pretzel, I mean come on, what damage can it do.  On the other hand she is protesting napping without a pretzel and insisting I give it to her.  But once she has it she goes to sleep happy as a clam and wakes up happy.  That is really why I do it but does she think she is winning some imaginary battle that I have not agreed to fight?

Ah….to pretzel or not to pretzel.  I think I will go and mop the floors and leave that until tomorrow’s nap.

So I have to say that I have never used one of those public diaper changing stations for the girls.  Lela had never used the public potty either until our recent 7+ hour stay at the airport.  We had purchased her a portable potty that we carried everywhere but she did not want to use that because the bathroom was hopping and from her little portable potty she could see all the feet going by and was too interested.  Being without resources I invented “The Mommy Potty”.  This is where I sit on the potty and then she sits in between my legs.  She feels safe and secure and I can keep the automatic toiley from flushing which scares her to death.  Lucky for me she has never tee teed on me.

With our recent tummy episode the girls got very good at telling me when their tummy hurt, which meant I am going to vomit or poo quickly.  It is nice to finally have warnings.  Today we were shopping and Lela looked at me and said her tummy hurt, then she said she had to potty.  So we ran as quick as we could to the bathroom where the mommy potty went into action.  Lela sat down and started her “action” as well.  Needless to say it was quite savory (read smelly) and messy (read gross) but I stayed clean and her tummy felt better.  Oh the things we do for the girls!

It wasn’t just the early morning yuckies that struck Piper last Thursday.  We had some kind of stomach bug that made its way around the family, skipping Jason as usual.  Although he did not escape unscathed because he had 3 sickies this weekend including me and that left him steering a ship all by his lonesome while trying to watch 8 hours of NASCAR, LOL!

You will be happy to hear that we have all bounced back and are doing okey dokey.  It was a rough weekend for us all but as usual we came through with flying colors and lots and lots of barf rags to be washed.  Just when I thought we were getting back into our routine life threw a curve ball:)