target practice

I just went upstairs to get John David out of quiet time. He had his shorts and underwear off and there was a giant puddle of pee in the middle of the floor. A plastic water bottle lid was practically floating in the middle of this puddle.

I said, "What is this?"

His chest puffed with pride. "I pee peed on da wid." [on the lid].

out of the blue

A couple days ago John David said, "Broke the camel. No hotdog."

Huh? It took me a second to figure out what he meant.

Three weeks ago, I purchased a Groupon to The Franktuary. It's a hotdog joint at the entrance of a catholic cathedral in downtown Pittsburgh. The Groupon was $5 for $10 worth of food. My friend Valentina raved about it, so David wanted to try it.

We spent some time searching high and low for a metered parking spot. We were hungry so David gave up and parked in an overpriced garage. For some crazy reason, we decided to go without the stroller because the place looked small from the outside and we didn't want to take up the entire place with our double stroller. That was mistake #1.

As soon as we walked in John David saw a large wooden statue of a camel (actually I think it was a llama but what does that matter really?). He was fascinated by this camel and kept saying, "Camel. Look at the camel!" So, how my attention lapsed for two seconds (mistake #2) while checking out the menu is beyond me.... Next thing I know, the camel crashed down and was on the floor in two pieces.

David scooped up John David and took him out of the place while I scurried over, HUMILIATED, and stood the camel's headless body back up and propped his neck & head in the corner.

We left starving and paid our $3.50 parking tab. John David kept saying, "Hot dog! I want a hot dog!"

Daddy said, "No hotdog. You broke the camel!"

So it surprised us on Sunday evening when John David randomly said, "Broke the camel. No hotdog."

Well, at least it made a lasting impression.

reciting potty lessons

John David has learned a lot about potty training in the last month and as he sits on the potty he recites all of the tid bits he's picked up on.

"No pee on da seat. Don't poop on da floor. Don't poop in da tub. Don't poop in da urinal. No fingers in ya hiney. Fingers outta butt. Get poop on finger, ew. Don't smear poop on da walls!"

Yes, John David. Please keep reminding yourself of these things. Mommy does not like cleaning brown fingerpaint off the bathroom wall. She has photos of your work but has chosen not to share them on the internet.

yesterday

Yesterday Rex rolled over four times---both ways! Our baby is growing so fast. He leads with his head and arches his back. It's so cute. The first time he did it yesterday, he was on his tummy in the kitchen while I was cooking breakfast. I saw him roll over and he had this shocked expression like, "What the heck??!" He thought about crying for a second but decided to recreate the event instead.

Then, while we were out running errands yesterday traffic suddenly backed up and we heard sirens. We passed by a bad accident right as one ambulance was pulling up. An orange Honda Element had flipped over and the top was crushed in. The four wheels were sticking up in the air, the car was like a turtle on its back. I hope everyone was okay. After passing the accident we saw several more ambulances and two fire trucks heading over that way.

It made a huge impression on little John David. He has talked about it non-stop. "That car fell down. It go crash! Ambulance come. Fire truck come. Wooo wooo wooo! Go to hop-sital [hospital]. Hurt really bad."

Mommy Kisses

Sometimes when I kiss John David, he says, "Ew. Dat yucky! Dat wude [rude]."

A few nights ago he lifted his head as I was putting up the gate at bedtime and said, "I love you Mommy."

Awwwww.

Especially because a week before that we were unloading bags in the Walmart parking lot and he said, "I love you." I wasn't sure I heard him correctly so I said, "What?" He said, very clearly, "I love you!" Then he kissed the new toy we'd bought him--a shake it car.

Hogtied

A few nights ago I woke up at 3am to the sound of John David wailing. I stumbled in, rubbing my eyes, and sat down in the rocker. He continued to stand in place, screaming. I whispered, "Come here baby." He stood right where he was, screaming. Finally my eyes adjusted to the light and I saw that he had the cord of his headphones twisted around him and was tied to the bed. He was thrashing around but couldn't move. It was hilarious. The next morning I told Daddy not to put him to bed with his iPod. :)

Rex cooing and smiling at Idlewild last Monday.

John David riding the motorcycles at Idlewild.

Ball Pit @ Idlewild

I'm gonna get your hiney

Morning Cuddles

hold your computer sideways

This is John David & Rex this morning as we were getting ready to go run errands.

fuckle

Here is a transcript of a recent conversation:

I put Rex into his infant car seat carrier and started to strap him in.

John David: I want to fuckle it.

Me: Buckle. B-b-b-buh. BUCKLE.

John David: Fuckle.

Me: Say baby.

John David: Baby!

Me: Say booger.

John David: BOOGER!! [huge smile]

Me: Now say buckle.

John David: Fuckle.

Hey, I tried!

He's been becoming increasingly independent. He wants to do everything himself, especially buckling his own car seat (and Rex's). He'll say, "I do it!" if I try to jump in and help. He has pinched his fingers in the buckle several times and he will cry because it hurts.......but that doesn't stop him from trying again the next time.

Go Dee Dee Go

Dare I say it? I think John David is potty trained. He has had a couple dirty pull-ups in the mornings, but when we switched him to underwear at night, he started holding it until I wake up. But during the day he is 100% potty trained---even if we're out in public.

You know how he talks to himself. I hear him say, "Tell Mommy. Don't get wet." And then I ask, "Do you have to go pee pee?" And he'll say, "yeah."

A few weeks ago I bought some new underwear for him. I found a 7 pack of Thomas the Train (he's liked Thomas for a long time) and a 3 pack of Diego, whom he'd never heard of. Diego is Dora the Explorer's cousin. Diego's show is called Go Diego Go.

I wanted John David to be excited about his new Diego underwear, so I streamed the first season of Go Diego Go to our Netflix queue.

He loves it!

He calls it, "Go Dee Dee Go." He asks for it first thing in the morning--before breakfast even!

What I like about the show is that they feature not-so-common animals such as chinchillas, marmosets, lemurs, tapirs, etc. Each show is about Diego rescuing animals and he teaches Spanish words too.

Unfortunately for me, he now prefers his 3 pairs of Diego underwear above all the rest. So much for trying to stretch the time between wash loads......