Cute things your children say

Wednesday my girlfriend Dawn agreed to watch my girls, so Bill & I could go Christmas shopping. We stayed out way later than I planned, but part of that is we got such a late start on our day. Went to leave and couldn't locate the gift cards we had been given for Christmas shopping. They weren't lost, only temporarily misplaced; in fact they were right where I always put gift cards we have. Then when we finally got everyone in the van, it wouldn't start. Ended up having to jump it and got the battery replaced the next day. So, I had originally told Dawn we'd be there about 10:30 but it was closer to 11 by the time we made it.
I tell her to give the girls quiet time on the couch, if they fall asleep great, if not that's okay. Well, Rachel still getting over her laryngitis falls asleep for about 1/2 hour until she slumps over and Emily starts yelling at her to get out of her space. Great! Now Rachel is awake. Again, not the end of the world, but the nap would have been good for her.
So we're driving home after picking up the girls and I ask Emily about above story. She says she didn't wake her sister up, Rachel says she did and the did not, did too's start! I quickly stop this and say it isn't a big deal, but from the back seat I hear Rachel say, "But, God knows." It was kind of said under her breathe, but loud enough that I could hear it. OH MY GOODNESS! It was all I could do to not bust out laughing.

the continued saga of potty training......

Let me back up a bit before we get to the potty training part of this post. As many of my friends know somewhere about a year our girls decided to start undressing themselves at bedtime. After a few minor accidents of naked babies & wet cribs & then talking to other moms; we quickly remedied this situation by safety pinning their pajamas. It even got to the point where they thought the pin was part of the outfit. If we didn't put it on, they'd quickly remind us by saying, "pin, pin, PIN, PIN." (crescendo here)- & unfortunately our daughters have their mother's high pitched voice. (Now I know why my grandfather used to turn his hearing aid off/down all the time when I was around.)
So, fast forward to the potty training, our girls have been able to undress themselves for awhile now. This is a good thing when getting them ready for bed or to potty train. Not a good thing if your child is prone to taking clothes off in the middle of anywhere! Fortunately, so far our girls are "relatively" modest.
We are now in week 4 of training & we've only had 1 accident in the last 2 weeks. To me that is pretty good, especially since I'm training 2 of them. But they do still wear diapers for naps & bedtime.
The last 2 days 1 of the girls has pooped in her diaper & then promptly pulled it off & made a mess in her crib. Fortunately she doesn't seem to be artistic & is not smearing it everywhere. However, it is frustrating as I still have to change the sheets & clean her up. I usually find out about this mess as the other one starts screaming something about a mess or poop! Thank goodness they are still young enough to bag each other!
Ahhh, the joys of potty training & parenting.

pet peeves & toilet training two 2 year olds

Let me first start this post by saying that the two topics are not related! In any way shape or form.
I have several pet peeves of which I'll go into more later, but one that seems to be happening to me quite frequently of late is highway on ramps. Let me explain, I completely understand the difference between yield & stop. And I do understand that if you have a yield that it means you must allow oncoming traffic to go ahead of you.
Well, here in N.E. there are many on ramps that DO NOT have a yield at the end of them. Now I realize that drivers ed. class was many, many years ago, but if my memory serves me correctly on ramps are to be used to accelerate & blend in with traffic. So having said this here is the pet peeve. For the love of all that is good PLEASE people, if you are on an on ramp that merges into traffic DO NOT STOP!!!! Keep driving & merge. Thank you. (I feel better already!)

So on to toilet training of 2 year olds. I love my daughters dearly, but it seems since we've been potty training that the bathroom has become a place to play. We've now been at this 3 weeks & they are doing awesome. Thanks to my wonderful sister-in-law, Marsha, for helping me get started & figure out what I'm doing. But back to the potty training. I don't even have to ask them if they have to go potty anymore(well, I still do, just not every half hour). I don't think we've had an accident all week.(watch now we'll digress) They use the big potty, but since there are 2 of them I still have the baby potty in there as well. If any of you've ever been around twins, you know it is monkey see, monkey do. So most times they'll use the big potty consecutively & once in awhile they'll use the little potty. My oldest daughter has decided that she needs to use the step stool to get on to the baby potty. Yes, you read that right, so then she sits there with her feet propped up. It's pretty comical really. She's also taken to pulling off anything below the waist, which means we have to re-dress her. Not too bad, because she tries to do it herself, but the underwear usually doesn't end up the way it is suppose to; which can't be comfortable. So playing in the bathroom: they've figured out how to turn the light switch on & off, so we go potty to play with the lights; we like to wash our hands, okay, not a bad thing, but again we go potty to wash our hands. If they get on a roll(not the tp roll, either)it can take me almost a half hour to get them out of the bathroom. I repeat myself constantly...don't touch that, are you done? go potty, wipe, let your sister go.
So, if you've potty trained at all, I know you feel my pain- now just double it!
But wait it gets better, my daughters like to watch their daddy go to the bathroom. First of all this is a bit disconcerting to him to have two toddlers stand there watching him urinate. Well, the other day my youngest daughter decided she wanted to go potty like daddy. So she pulls her underwear down, sits on the potty for about 2 seconds, stands up on the step stool & turns around & faces the toilet. She then proceeds to grab herself as if she has the proper equipment to urinate like her father. After chuckling about it I had to explain to her that daddy stands, they sit! Ah, the joys of parenthood, wouldn't trade it for the world.