Potty Training

Paige's potty training is finally over, not that we did any of it...that's why we pay KinderCare the big bucks, again, something we left to the professionals. Not sure what we'll do when the time comes for Rylie to start using the potty, maybe we'll just have to commission Paige to take care of that problem. She's been diaper-free for a few weeks now, Minnie Mouse panties are how she rolls (very similar to the ones Dave wears). One of the few ways we do allow her to assert her independence is by letting her pick out her panties and socks every day, something she looks forward to greatly, and that requires quite a bit of time...

We do need to work on Paige's "potty talk" a little, as she calls her pee, "poop," and her poop "brown ones;" but as long as her "poop" and "brown ones" are happening somewhere other than her pants, I'm okay with whatever she wants to call it.

So, to sum up, diaper usage is down, toilet paper usage is up (convincing Paige that you do not need a half roll of tp per dribble has proven to be quite the task) in our house.

Paige plays on couch, Rylie laughs

We're Back!

Yeah, so things got a little crazy for a while, but I think it's time for an update. Our audience (of two, maybe three people) deserves to know what's been going on with the Lynch family over the past few weeks. Brief overview: Rylie grew, Paige grew, our Escape broke down in CT, I started back up at work, the girls started daycare, Izzy learned how to carry her bed around and take naps all over the house (wherever the sun spots are located). 

 Rylie has now officially lived half her life at my dad's house and half her life here at our new house (8.5 weeks at each). She's 4 months today and we still really like her (though we could do without the 3:30 am paci replacement). She'll go for her 4 month check at the pediatrician tomorrow, so I really should write this post tomorrow when I have her stats, but I was worried that I'd lose the motivation to do it by then. So I'll guess: she's probably around 15 lbs (I base this on nothing) and 25 inches (again, I simply made it a number bigger than where she was when she was born). One thing's for sure, she's in the 99th percentile for cuteness! 

At the beginning of the summer I had three goals for Paige: 1) get her out of the crib and into a "big girl" bed 2) get rid of the paci and 3) potty train. I was successful on only one of my goals, getting her to sleep in her big girl bed. Paige started daycare last Monday, by Wednesday they had gotten rid of her pacifier and she peed on the potty on Tuesday. Apparently I just needed to leave it to the professionals.  I did all the background work, and then someone else swoops in and finishes it off. I'm okay with that arrangement. 

As for my car, Paige says it best, "Mommy car broken." We went up to Connecticut at the beginning of August and it broke down. The Ford dealership has been fixing it for a few weeks now and every time one thing is fixed, they find something else bigger and more expensive that is also broken. We may start entering Paige and Rylie in beauty pagents to pay for the repairs. We've done lots of research (Toddlers and Tiaras is set to record on our DVR), and we think they can really sweep the pagent scene. 

I think that's it. Good, now I can post videos of our girls again without feeling like I haven't written in a while...

Mom In Training

Paige "cooking"

10 Things Paige Can Do That We Wish She Couldn't...

1. Unscrew the toothpaste cap (or any screw cap, for that matter).
2. Take her shoes off.
3. Open the door/screen door to get outside.
4. Turn on the music for Rylie's swing.
5. Point the tv remote at the tv to change the channel/settings.
6. Lock her car door with her toes.
7. Change the time on Dave's alarm clock.
8. Turn on the water in the bathtub.
9. Take off her pants.
10. Reach items on the countertops.

Paige reading to Rylie