Potty Animals

Well, we're in no rush. But after a conversation with our pediatrician we've decided to start sitting Ian and Sofia on the potty. Just once a day or so to get them comfortable, and before they realize we have agenda. So far Ian loves it. He is the first to volunteer for the task and smiles the whole time. Sofia is a bit more hesitant, but after seeing Ian get all the praise will want to do it too, as long as she can hold on tight to mom or dad. Hopefully one of these times they will actually accidentally go. For now, they just enjoy gettting toilet paper, flushing, and waving bye bye to the water going down the drain.

Night Night!

Ian and Sofia have their own cribs but still share a room. Sofia sometimes babbles, or cries, or sings herself to sleep at bedtime. Recently when she decided to whine herself to sleep, Ian was not in the mood and in fact was quite angry. In his loud, strong voice Nathan and I heard him yell at Sofia on the monitor, "Niiiiight Niiiiight!!!" Whoa! I don't even remember if his scolding made her stop (probably not) but it sure was funny. A good reminder to us that our sweet little babies have feelings too and at times are bound to be mad!

Chips and Salsa

Before I became a mom I would never have allowed my 18 month old child to eat chips and salsa, let alone let him have it for dinner...

but Ian proved to us once again that he is a big boy who likes to do big boy things. Ian - our good eater - passed up his main course tonight for corn chips. Good ol' salty corn chips. I was amused when he reached his chip toward the salsa dish, so I let him give it a try (at least he would get some veggies). His chubby little hand held tight to the chip and away he dipped. Dip, bite, dip, bite. Daddy says we need to work on the double dipping, but for 18 months, the kid is a pro!

Tissue Please

Recently at bedtime, Sofia and Ian both decided they wanted something new to take to "night night" - a Kleenex box. Yes, we were perplexed too, but Daddy gave them each a box. Sofia was even lucky enough to get a brand new box. We knew they must have been tired because once we shut the door, we didn't hear one peep. A few minutes later Nathan went back in to retrieve the boxes and to his surprise walked into two little mountains of tissue - one just outside of Ian's crib and one by Sofia's! We laughed as we pictured them racing - silently - to empty their boxes.

The next day we had just as much fun cleaning everything up together, then making a mess, then cleaning up again. (and repeat). :)