the babe, the boy, and me....

...a running commentary on my life in general. Who knows what I will write about on any given day? It could be about the kids (The Boy, age 3 or The Babe, age 5), it could be about my husband, or it could be about (gasp!) me, and what I am thinking/feeling/doing. After all, it is "all about erika". I am not sure how entertaining this might be to anyone who isn't me. You've been warned.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

going potty and getting dressed

Wow. It's been a long time since I've written. Sorry about that! I guess life got in the way there for a bit...

Well, let me tell you about my naked children. Please don't be scared, this is innocent nakedness at it's best.

The Boy has recently decided to give potty training a go. He calls tinkling "making fountains", and he will inform you when he has a fountain ready to break through. We have time to quickly take off his diaper and he will go to the training potty to make his fountain there. It's cute, and he gets really smiley and happy when we clap and cheer and make a big deal of it.

The only problem is that he won't get dressed again afterwards. He just spends the rest of the day completely nude as he runs around the house. This hasn't been so bad, because he knows when he needs to make a fountain and he goes back to the potty. I am concerned about what might happen if he needs to poop. We haven't crossed that bridge yet.

Yesterday I bought The Boy some underwear, thinking he might wear that around the house. I got him the boy brief kind, that are a cross of tighty whiteys and shorts. OMG, he looks so CUTE in them, and he really loves them. The problem now is that he doesn't understand that these new underwear don't have the absorbancy capabilities that a diaper has. He doesn't go make a fountain in the potty, he just wets his pants. We went through 4 pairs yesterday in the span of about 3 hours. I guess we're back to being naked.

Now, on to The Babe. The Babe has recently begun to enjoy getting herself dressed. All by herself. She'll decide what she wants to wear, and for the most part, make it happen. The funny part comes when she gives up half way. Oh, and let me tell you, some of the outfits she picks out are killer.

A couple of weeks ago, The Babe woke me in my bed to get help getting her pajama shirt off. The funny part was that she had already taken the bottoms off, so she wakes me, and the first thing I see is her naked tush. I tried not to laugh, but I must admit, I wasn't expecting that.

Today I came downstairs and The Babe was just completely nude, lying on the floor, under a blanket watching Blue's Clues. She wanted off with her jams, but wasn't so much ready to get dressed either.

So, right now I have two completely naked children. At least the weather's warm, right?

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