Friday, August 29, 2008
Play Dough
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Fun at the Park
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Potty Prison
Our best solution so far has been to buy a small toilet chair for Cole's room. This way, he can go in his room during nap or bed time and not bother us. It's been fabulous! Except for the fact that Cole feels the need to have us empty the little pee tray after every use. Normally he tells us by yelling through the door, we empty the tray, and then he falls asleep naked. Today, though, I found the pee tray just waiting outside his door. Like prison! I imagine in prison when you're finished with your dinner bowl you just leave it outside to be picked up. Cole must think he's in potty prison! It was convenient, though, because he communicated to me exactly what he needed done and I wasn't bothered at all! After rest time was over I asked him why he put the pee tray outside the door and he said, (in a "duh Mom" kind of way) "For you to wash it."
It's a process, and we're learning...
Monday, August 25, 2008
The Pee Is Still Coming!
Yes, the pee is still coming, but not without accident every now and then. Cole is truly a champ, though! The picture above is where we've been spending more time than ever before.
One thing I've noticed about Cole throughout this process is that he loves cheering! We ate dinner at Subway on Friday night. I took Cole to the bathroom after we ate and took his potty seat along also. He peed! No problem! When we walked out of the bathroom I gave a thumbs up to Chris and a few college students across the restaurant from us whooped and hollered for Cole! It was hilarious. So much for being discreet! Then after dinner we went to Bryan Park and ran into some people we know. We played on the playground and chatted with friends and as we were getting ready to leave Cole had to go again. So I ran with him into a conveniently large bush nearby. He dropped his pants and peed again! Yay! When he ran out of the bush he yelled, "I did it!" and our friends whooped and hollered for him. Two cheering episodes in one night!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
The Hilarity Continues
So for those of you who thought to yourselves after reading The Pee Is Coming post, "Whatever, she's crazy!" Think again! Folks, the hilarity of Cole's toilet saga continues. Read on...
We celebrated Cole's great accident-free day by going out for ice cream tonight after dinner. He stayed dry the whole trip! We got home and he used the toilet like a champ a few times (including obnoxious dancing, M&Ms, and nakedness) and then I put a diaper and his pajamas on him for bedtime thinking that we definitely shoot for too much in one day. Diapers overnight for a while still. So Chris and I put the boys to bed and cleaned up the kitchen and the yard like we normally do. I sat down to read in the cozy green chair in our living room, and did so for a while enjoying the quietness of our house. Then, around 9:30 p.m., I heard the door open to the boys' room. Cole pranced out naked and shouted, "Mommy, the pee is coming!" So we dashed to the bathroom and he peed, just like he had been all day long. I did the victory dance, and then put his hard earned M&Ms next to his chair at the table. Then as I walked into his dark room, I said, "Cole, let's put your diaper and pajamas back on." I walked toward his bed thinking that he had stripped there. Oh no. He clearly redirected me to the closet. He had put his diaper in the trash can and his pajamas in the dirty clothes basket! What a little organizer! So we pulled out the goods and in a flash Cole was back in bed. I hope it's for the night this time. I mean, really. I never imagined potty training to be like this. Hilarious!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
The Pee Is Coming!
24 hours ago I never imagined I'd be writing a post such as this. Yesterday afternoon I walked in to the boys' room after listening to Cole play and pound with toys for an hour and a half. Cole was naked and happy! Max woke up early, too, so you can imagine my joy. I thought to myself, why not encourage Cole to use the toilet? As usual, he screamed, "No, Mommy! I don't want to!" and ran away into the living room. So I changed Max, put him on the floor with some toys, and reached into the drawer for another diaper for Cole. All of the sudden, I hear Cole running back my direction yelling, "The pee is coming! The pee is coming!" So what did I do? I dropped the diaper, grabbed Cole, and dashed into the bathroom. I whipped out the potty seat and the stool and gracefully (ha!) plopped Cole down on the toilet. And you know what? The pee came! Cole knows the drill thanks to our nightmare potty training week in April, so he aimed and fired into the toilet. I immediately did an obnoxious victory dance right there in the bathroom. Cole's face lit up, he laughed at me, and he said "Can I have an M&M, Mommy?" Ug, we didn't have any M&Ms, so what did I do? I whisked Max, Cole, and my purse away to Target to buy some M&Ms and other potty treats. During our trip, Max rode in the cart and Cole walked alongside me. He did fantastic! We have been working on this for months! Usually he runs away down random aisles, Max and I chase him down, and we leave sweaty and defeated. Not yesterday. The highlights of our potty prize loot included dark chocolate peanut M&Ms, a Spiderman light-up pen and yo-yo from the $1 section, and a shiny red Matchbox fire truck. Upon returning home, Cole visited the toilet again willingly, in great expectation of a prize or a few M&Ms. He waited, he waited, he waited. The pee did not come! Lesson number one. Pee doesn't come all the time. Disappointed, Cole stepped down and asked for a prize anyway. I dropped an enforceable statement, "I love to give treats and M&Ms to boys who pee and poop in the toilet!" He was okay with that. Whew! So the evening consisted of Cole playing naked and shouting every so often, "The pee is coming! The pee is coming!" and us following as he bounced into the bathroom. He has made it to the toilet (or the bushes outside) every time since then. It's been 24 hours. I don't know how many M&Ms he's eaten, but I don't care. I haven't had to clean up any pee or poop. And just a little while ago I was making lunch and Cole ran in to the kitchen yelling, "Mommy! Mommy!" I ran to the bathroom with him to find that he had pooped in the toilet all by himself. Our little guy has changed literally overnight.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Chris's New Ride
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Diving & Snatching
Saturday, August 09, 2008
The End
So tonight marks the end of the Michigan Experience 2008. This year was a remarkable year up north for several reasons. Number one, my dad and his three brothers joined forces and bought the cottage next door. This happened in April, so the months leading up to this vacation have been filled with renovations and preparations. It's a fixer upper! So instead of jamming 22 Luginbills (including 4 Franks) into five bedrooms, there are now ten bedrooms between the two houses. Hooray for personal space, two televisions, two refrigerators, two boat docks, and two porch swings! Number two, I've never spent almost three weeks up here. Usually it's up for the week the whole family is here and then on to the next summer activity. This year, though, we ventured out and visited places we usually don't go like Pond Hill Farm and Waterfront Park. Number three, all 22 Luginbills were here together for three whole days. A few cousins have missed it over the last few years due to summer jobs, sports, etc. So we took this opportunity to take a cousins picture similar to one we took a long time ago. Mike, the longest, lounged out front and we all popped our heads out behind him. Miles and Beckham, the newest cousins, sat in front. As you can see, we all were thoroughly thrilled!
So that's all until next year. It's sad to leave such a familiar home-like place, but we're ready to head home. It will only be a few months until we start talking about Michigan memories and Michigan plans for next summer. I love that!
Monday, August 04, 2008
Dreams
So this morning Cole says this in his cute, snuggly, raspy voice...
Anne: Good Morning, Cole.
Cole: Morning, Mommy. I loved my dream, Mommy.
Anne: What was your dream about?
Cole: Nothing.
And he continued sucking his thumb and snuggling up in his green blanket.
Buddies
Swimming with Daddy
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