Showing posts with label chicken nuggets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chicken nuggets. Show all posts

Monday, January 16, 2012

Day Five: Celebrate!

We seem to have made it past the hardest part, so we made today a celebration day!  Daddy has MLK day off, so we applied Pull Ups after a successful morning of pee-pee-ing in the potty, and headed out to the MN Zoo for a day of family fun.  Besides going to church yesterday and for a short walk down the block, it was the first real outing we were taking with our potty trained boys!

And I did NOT take the diaper bag.  Nope, just one oversized purse with 2 diapers, 5 wipes, 2 juice boxes, 2 granola bars, and hand sanitizer.  I'm livin' on the edge here, people!

The boys were in heaven and so were we!  I haven't been out of the house much in the last week, so to re-emerge (victorious?) in a very public place - more public than church, at least, was simply exhilarating. 

N's photo of me at the dolphin show
 N was refusing his photo this morning, so in an attempt to get one, I allowed him to hold the camera for a moment.  The above shot resulted.  I almost deleted it and then I thought, gee, I should show the world what I look like with make up from my kid's point of view.  Not my best angle, but kind of cute because N took it and it's in focus, better than most of mine!  (It's the Sony Handycam, if you're wondering.  They're not allowed to touch the Nikon.)
M's first public pee! 
 I was SO EXCITED that M went pee pee in the little tiny potty at the kid's play area in the zoo I asked Hubs to take a pic.  For the first time in my life, I understand why Kate Gosselin took pictures of her kids' first poos in the potty - I used to think it was disgusting, but now I understand it's a monumental accomplishment (we're still working on that one - prunes will be our snack this afternoon). 
N busy as a bee in the honeycomb
 He still wasn't digging my photography here, but was so happy collecting "pollen" (yellow bath poufs) in the "beehive" I couldn't help myself.
M and Daddy reading a bumblebee story in the "hive"
We visited the dolphins, the penguins, the Tropics Trail, made a penguin picture, and visited the potty again (of course) before heading to McDonald's for our celebratory lunch.

M is very very proud of his penguin picture. He hasn't let go of it all day!
Absolute JOY!
What it looks like to eat out with us! 
N is simply in heaven!
McDonald's still holds its magic.  When we were kids, we thought it was awesome, too.  Back then they had Ronald and Grimace walking around and dangerous teeter totters and merry go rounds outside, so things have changed a bit.  They could barely eat their favorite food, so excited they (okay, N was) to get on the "playground."  M chose to spend most of it on my lap finishing his cold nuggets and fries, but N was climbing, screaming, and sliding with the best of them.  He was the smallest on the play set, but was having the most fun! 

Just when I thought it couldn't get any more perfect, Daddy took each boy to the men's room, one at a time, and they BOTH went pee pee on the big big potty! 

Seriously wonderful. 

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Helpers

 Perhaps I was bragging a bit too much in my last post about having the best kids in the world?  Sorry.  I don't mean to rub it in.  But I do.  Have the best kids in the world, I mean. For instance, they are becoming BIG helpers:

While skyping with "Gamma" two nights ago, N slid his little hand between the cupboard and the fridge, grabbed the broom, and "swept" my kitchen and living room.  he was swiping it all over the carpet, cupboards, toys, etc., and whacking me and M in the heads with it.  Did I take it away?  Nope.  I wanted to talk to my mom, and taking the broom away would have resulted in one of his toddler temper tantrums (oh, that's its own post!).  I just waited till he was done, then placed the broom behind the "fence" in our living room that "protects" our computer and entertainment center.  (Seriously classy decorating skills.  I'm thinking of consulting.)

I have two munchkins permanently glued to my legs when I'm in the kitchen.  Or underfoot.  Or in the oven drawer.  Or in the fridge, if I can't shut it fast enough.  So when it's dinnertime and they're hungry, they're there.  Here's another confession: I don't cook when Hubs is traveling (shocking, right?!) and we eat Standard Toddler Fare.  Still, they want to help with even that.   Here they are, "helping" me "cook";



They're totally frozen!  They loved this part.  Awhile back, I let them put muffin liners in the pan, which was also exceedingly fun.

Letting my twins help is like doing the bunny hop all day: two steps forward, one step back. Or, more like one step forward two steps back? But we're having fun and attaining a modicum of cleanliness and health (see how it says 100% all natural ingredients!?) so it's all good!

Come on over for dinner.  You can lick your own nuggets.