SUCCESS!
Well, kinda. But...WE WENT POOPOO IN THE POTTY!!! (ok, ok, so just Matthew did, but *I* caught it in time! WHOOO HOOO!). This is the second day IN A ROW that he's done this. YAE! Of course, we're only hitting one poop a day, and that's in the morning RIGHT after he wakes up, but hey, it's a start, right? He's REALLY diggin' the "treats" that I've been giving him also. Whatever works, right? :) AND, he's objecting less and less for every potty sitting time. This maybe won't be AS bad as I thought it might be. Although, he won't sit on a "big person potty". So I'm toting his little potty wherever we go (and that's just to people's houses, I mean. I don't bring it to Walmart or anything. Could you imagine? I notice that Matthew has to go, and run out to the car to whip out his potty, strip him down in front of everyone, and have him go. Yea, THAT wouldn't tramatize him.). LOL.
But hopefully before hubby gets home from mini-cruise, Matthew WILL be trained. One can hope, right? Hey, that could also be a present from him to me....for HIS birthday? Well, *I* gave birth to him, I deserve a present. :)
On the Hannah front, she's VERY vocal. Will just SCREAM (in pleasure, delight, annoyance, to make people pay attention to her, etc) all day long. She's just a LOUD little girl. I guess she's caught on early that if she wants to compete with her brother, she's gotta be VERY loud. So she is.
She's also scooting across the room. Well, actually, she's mostly scooting in circles, TRYING to get somewhere. But she's determined to NOT be in the same position that I've put her in. When she wakes up in the morning, she's not only on the OTHER side of her crib, but she's in the opposite position, head wise, AND flipped over.
Now, when in the world did I agree to let her grow up so fast? *I* don't remember giving her permission to grow up. I mean, come on! She's already 5 months (today!), and trying to teethe (good luck breastfeeding when those suckers come in! OUCH!). :( I'm so sad. I know there's no hope for Matthew, he's already a little boy (very soon to be a BIG boy, and I have to say, I'm not upset about that, meaning we'll only have one in diapers at that time). But Hannah now, we still have hope for her, right? Right??
Tim's still gone, and will be for a while. And while I knew we'd miss him and everything, for some STUPID reason I thought it wouldn't be this bad. Like, it'd just feel like he's at work. DUH! He's gone, and will basically be gone till the middle of Nov. OF COURSE we'll notice it.
Last night as I was driving back from my parent's house, Matthew kept asking where Daddy was. And if he was at home. And I kept having to tell him that no, he's at work, and will be for a long time. And that just breaks my heart. But that's what happens when you have a spouse/father in the Navy. They go away for long stretches at a time. Hopefully it won't feel as long as I'm afraid it will.
Oh, I haven't talked about our animals yet, have I? Well, since our cat has decided to become an "outside/inside" cat, she's been bringining in some extra "pets". Fleas. BUT, we got rid of the fleas in our house. (YAE! Wow, it was nasty having them in our carpet. But they're gone now). The poor kitty. She's starting to really get annoyed with Matthew. He doesn't want her in his room, or inside when he's outside, or when he comes INSIDE, he wants her inside also. And to get her to do what he wants, he pulls her tail. Poor kitty. :(
Our fishies are still alive also. Which is a relief. We had a little gang going on in the fish tank earlier, but the weaker ones seem to have died off. Which was interesting to talk to Matthew about. He kept on saying "fishies boo-boo". Then when Tim flushed them, he was telling me that they went "swimming". But we got some other fish, and they're all co-habitating very nicely. :)
