Monday, August 17, 2009

He Peed on the Potty! (kind of)

We got a little potty for Milo about a month ago and have just been letting him sit on it and telling him to "teetee on the potty" when he does but not really expecting him to and giving him tiny treats for doing that but haven't really been pushing real potty training because we don't feel that he is truly ready for it yet. So far he had yet to actually pee in the potty. But tonight when I striped him down for his bath I put him on the potty while I ran his bath and the next thing I know I looked up and there is a puddle on the floor in front of the potty! I had taken the little boy pee guard off the potty because the lid didn't close with it on there and now I know why they put it on there in the first place. He sprayed down the front of the potty and on to the floor and missed the bowl entirely! LOL! Ah, the joys of having a little boy :) I missed the whole thing too because I wasn't excepting him to actually go. I was turned around getting his bath going so I missed the first time my first child ever went on the potty (or the floor in this case). He still got major props for it though and TWO potty treats (Skittles)!

Sunday, August 16, 2009

"More Golf!"

Milo LOVES golf! We got him a cheap little plastic golf set a while back and it was the best $5 we have ever spent. He spends hours everyday batting the little golf ball around the house with the club of his choosing. He also loves to watch golf. I don't understand it, it's a major snooze fest for me, but if it makes him happy it's ok by me. He really doesn't sit down and watch it but he likes to have it playing in the back ground while he plays his own game of golf on the living room floor. Chris will record the golf tournaments on the DVR and as soon as they start the music and flash up the standings of the players Milo immediately stops what he's doing and starts bouncing around saying "More golf! More golf!". So Chris will fast forward through the commercials to "more golf". I swear Milo will never know what a commercial even is! We either watch PBS which doesn't really have commercials or we record what we want to watch and watch it at a time that is convenient for us and skip all the commercials. I've noticed that if I do happen to watch live TV now that I get highly frustrated with how slowly the show goes by even though I spent most of my life without the luxury of DVR. It's makes me wonder if we're raising an impatient generation.

Strep. Yucky!

Milo came down with Strep Throat on Friday. I knew he was getting sick the day before but he hadn't run fever yet so when I tried to get him in with the doctor they said they wouldn't see him until he either ran fever or until Tylenol didn't do anything for the fussiness. That was frustrating, but when he woke up the next morning with a fever they got him in quickly so I was a little mollified. I know they can't see every kid who is fussy but I know when my kid is getting sick! He rarely gets sick so it's frustrating when he is getting sick but hasn't started running fever yet so I can't get him in with the doctor so I waiting and he's suffering and there is nothing I can do about it.
He's been on antibiotics for two days now and he's back to his playful, energetic, toddler self! No toy in the house is safe. :)

Monday, August 10, 2009


Milo will be taking his first official music lessons this fall!!! I am so excited! We will be going to kindermusic with a friend of ours on Monday nights. I'm not quite sure what kinds of things he is going to learn but he LOVES music and loves to bang on stuff so how bad could it be right? A room full of toddlers and musical instruments... bring on the aspirin! LOL! Just joking :)

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Swim Lessons

Milo has been taking swimming lesson for the passed two weeks and alternately loving and hating every minute of it. For the first week we would get in the water and he would be splash around happy for about the first 5 or 10 minutes and then he would cry the whole rest of the time. Daddy came to visit us at the end of the week and he did MUCH better that day. I think he just needed something to focus on outside the pool. The 2nd week went better than the first. He started having more fun especially after I discover he really likes the boat toy more than any other toys they had.

The diving board though he HATES! The first time he went off it I took him up there, we walked out the the end and I was just going to hand him to the instructor. But I swung him out and let go of him higher than I meant to and he plunged to the water like a torpedo. It freaked me out and I screamed "oh my God!" but he was fine and all the other kids before him had just been tossed off the board by their parents so wasn't anything new. The second time we went off the board a few days later Milo knew what was coming and wouldn't walk all the way to the end of the board. I had to nudge him out to the end with my knee. The third time we stared to go up the steps he was clinging to me crying saying "No, No, Down." We didn't do it that time. I just couldn't bring myself to make him. The next day however was the last day of swimming lessons and I figured he needed to try it one more time so I carried him right to the end, pried his little fingers from my swim suit, unhooked his little feet from around my waist sat him down facing me not out at the water and, again meant to just hand him down to the instructor, however a crying squirming toddler is not an easy thing to maneuver so he slipping and plunged right in. *sigh* It will be a while before we ever go of the driving board again.

We got to play the last day of swim lessons so daddy came and took some pics!

Ah, the diving board...

I had to make up with Milo for pitching him off the diving board so we played in the fountain a little again before we left. He forgave me :)

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Raising a Boy

I'll be honest, when I had my 20 week sonogram and found out that Milo was a boy I cried. I had desperately wanted a girl and was more than a little worried when I found out that then child I would be raising was going to be a boy. I was going to miss buying bows and tutus and dress and, lets face it, boys clothes and boring and ugly. But most of all I was worried that I never be able to understand my child, never able be able to relate to him or play with him on any kind of level that means anything to him. I'm a girly girl. I don't understand the appeal of things like trucks, cars, mud, bugs or sports. I like sparkles, makeup, pink, and dress up. I understand these things intuitively and understand WHY someone would like them.

Milo is a boy's boy. He loves all the traditional boy things that I don't understand. He is major cars and trucks right now and he and his daddy sit in the floor and play with his trucks all the time and they have a blast together doing it. I have to admit that I'm a little jealous so I decided to have my own bonding session with him playing trucks in to floor and it was a disaster. Apparently I don't do it right and it just kept frustrating him. He just kept screaming "NO!" at me over and over again whenever I would do something wrong. I just wanted to cry. I took this as a confirmation of all the fears that made me cry for days after that 20 week sonogram. That I wouldn't have what it took to raise a boy because I would never understand him. That bonding with him would be unnatural and hard because I don't love the things he loves.

Now don't get me wrong, just because it may be hard to bond with my son over the things he is into doesn't mean that it's hard to love him. I am 100%, hands down, all in, crazy in love with my son! I just have to find more creative ways to enter his life that are meaningful to HIM, not necessarily meaningful to me. I think that's important especially as he gets older. In that mean time I am going to have to try and get better at playing trucks!