Kirst Afloat

He did it!

We've been working (semi) seriously on potty training for the last two days. At least seriously in the morning while we're home. James has come a long way. When we first arrived back this summer, he wouldn't even sit on the potty. I had to bribe him with fruit snacks to get him to sit (fully clothed) on the potty. Claire's been really helpful...she'll model the correct behavior as well as cheer James on.

Heather suggested that I buy some cars and keep them where James could see them but not touch them. Once he actually peed i the potty, he could pick one to keep. (This method worked well for her older son, Connor.) Well, we went to the Dollar Store yesterday and picked out two monster trucks and one tractor trailer truck. James was desperate to play with these but only peed on the floor yesterday evening. This morning, however, was a different story. He sat on his train potty for a long time and then wanted to go sit on the toilet. We went Dora's "Little Star" book for what seems to be the 47th time. At the end, James peed! Yea for James! And he picked the tractor-trailer truck as his reward.

Five Minutes Later...

Of teeth and glasses...

We've been back in the States since July 3rd. I've survived James' terrible jetlag and decluttering the house. (Considering we live in Hong Kong most of the time, how did we get all of this STUFF here??? And why is it so disorganized?)

Claire & I went to get our eyes checked out this week. I've been a bit concerned ever since Claire commented about a particular book, "I can read that one. The words are really BIG" (meaning the text is large). My eyes are still perfect. Claire's are not. She is seriously farsighted. Her new glasses (which she is extremely excited about) should be ready next week.

Claire also has three loose teeth: her two upper front teeth and one lower tooth. (Her two lower front teeth fell out within days of each other while we were in Singapore last October for half-term.) James bashed into her face earlier tonight (while I was talking to a long lost friend) and blood gushed out of her mouth. Now one of her teeth is hanging by a thread. She's still trying to convince me to rip it out. I've passed on that.

Once her two front teeth are out and she has her new glasses, I'm definitely taking Claire for photos. (Cathy has told me that I'm mean for doing this but I think it will be cute. Certainly memorable.)

Will post some new photos soon. Have a new camera which is much better at capturing action. Also need some photos of the Jeep. We put the top down and are having a blast riding around with Marley blasting. (Note: Bob Marley is Claire's new favorite singer. She's beginning to know a lot of the words.)