My son, my first born snuggle bear is 4 today!  Where does the time go?  I am excited to see that he is growing into such a neat person.  I love the sparkle of his personality and the fact that he is sensitive, intelligent and witty.

Still… time seems to have slipped by so fast, yet it hasn’t gone unnoticed.  So with a little sadness I say “goodbye” to the baby/toddler part of his life and watch him go into the preschool/schoolage child phase.

Happy birthday little man!  I love you so much and am so proud of you!

Oh my gawd… Owie had me cracking up today! So, he and little sis were playing with toys. Soph found a little purse (one of those McDonalds speed racer purses… ) and started filling it up with little toy cars. She will play with anything that Owie plays with! She adores her big bro!

Anyway, Owie saw that Soph had a neat way of hauling around the cars and also decided (which he usually does) that he wants what she has. So, he tried taking the purse away from her. Husb and I explained that Soph had it first and that he had to wait until she dropped it and got bored with it.

Ever the literal person (so much like me it’s scary!) he decided to devise his own plan to get the purse. I was in the kitchen cleaning it up and heard the following exchange between the two of them…

Owie: “Sophie can I have it?”
Soph: “Nooo”
Owie: “Puleeease can I have it?”
Soph: “No Owie. No see.”
Owie: “Come on! My turn!”
Soph: “No mine!”
Owie: “Drop it Sophie, Drop it! You can do it!”
Soph: Silence… and then a thunk
Owie: “You dropped it! Good job!”

Then two seconds later….

Owie: “She dropped it mommy!”
Me: “Dropped what, Owie?”
Owie: “She dropped the purse with the cars in it!”
Me: *laughing* “My you are devious O!”

My son the negotiator. He tried everything to get her to give him that little purse. He even offered to trade her some of his less-than-precious-cars just to get it. She of course declined until he told her to drop it. Soph loves dropping things… food on the floor, her sippy cup, toys…. etc. You name it, she’s dropped it.

The best part about the exchange between the two of them is that she didn’t throw a tantrum after seeing Owie snatch up the prized purse. That was a definite gullible moment for her. Hee!

It is during times like these where I wish I could split myself in half, grow 2 more sets of arms, or move like the flash.  OR something.

Promptly at noon all three kids were crying.  Baby bear was nearing the 3-hour mark from his last feeding, Sophie-kat wasn’t being fed fast enough and so of course went into crisis tantrum meltdown mode and Owie-bear was upset because his police car was missing.  The crying in unison was enough to make this stay at home mom want to purchase a one-way ticket on the Calgon bus.  This wasn’t a single-handed occurrence… this is my life now.

I never fully realized that having 3 kids would be so utterly mind-boggling at times.  Truth be told, I didn’t have any expectations as I really didn’t know what to expect.  Now my life has gone from an organized mess to unorganized chaos.

I love my kids.  They are my three little angels and the apples of my sleep deprived eyes.  But… right now… I need a nap.  Know what I mean?

When I first came upon the site, I found a black ball bouncing on a white screen.  Then, the words Mutsy came up in huge black letters. I chose my language option and entered the site. Once inside, I found many different products for infants and toddlers! For instance, the "Urban Rider" is a frame with a seat in it that can be used for strollers of all kinds so that your child has a much smoother ride! It can also be placed on the floor and comes with a feeding tray so that you can feed your child directly from the seat without worrying about putting him/her in the highchair.

This site has seats designed especially with your baby/toddler in mind. Its ergonomic designs and adjustable nature make it the perfect seat that can grow with your child and accommodate any situation where a chair is needed!  This is the perfect site to buy a stroller for your baby!

I meant to share this story straight after it happened last week, but it totally slipped my mind in the end.  

On Thursday morning of last week, my son was kicking butt on the potty training.  I had him in underwear for three full days without any mess and not only did he go potty when I requested, he actually TOLD ME that he had to go potty!  I couldn't have been more proud.  That Thursday morning ended our three-day streak.  

I was cleaning the house and heading for the bathroom when I walked in on my son going poop (YAY!). 

Our conversation and the situation that followed went like this:

O:  "I'm going poop mommy!"

Me:  "That's great baby!  Mommy didn't mean to interrupt.  Let me know when you are finished and i'll help you wipe."

O:  "Okay!"

3 minutes later, he came running out of the bathroom

O:  "I went poop on the toilet!  I went poop on the toilet!"

Me:  "YAAAAY!  Good job buddy!  Now for a treat!"

O:  "I want the yellow one."

His words for saying that he wanted the little box of milk duds.  

Me:  "Make sure you eat them and don't let Sophie get ahold of them!"

O:  "Okaay!"  as he ran down the hallway to play in his room.

15 minutes later….  (I was in the kitchen and O in his bedroom playing with Sophie)…

O: "Mommy!  Sophie is eating Pooop!"

Me:  "What the…?"  (while running down the hall).

So there was Soph, lying on her back, munching on something dark brown.  At first, I thought it was a milk dud.  Milk duds kind of look like poop nuggets when you think about it. 

I took it out of her mouth and smelled it.  It smelled… like… poop.  UGH! 

Me:  Owen!!!!

It turns out he had pooped his pants AFTER claiming that he went poop on the potty.  Then dug in and threw some nuggets out because it felt (in his words)… "UCKY".

Thus ended our three-day streak of doing extremely well on potty training.  I hear that going poop on the potty is usually the last thing mastered. In O's case, we now have a story to tell all unsuspecting girlfriends.