Holiday Round-up

We had a great Thanksgiving holiday. The boys rode in the van without any complaints whatsoever, which I have to say I did not expect. We stopped in St. Louis on the way to Memphis but the boys, in their usual style, did not want to cooperate by eating in a dining establishment (i.e. "NO! NO RESTAURANT!!"). So we compromised by walking around PetSmart for thirty minutes then grabbing Sonic on the way back to the Interstate. While driving back to KC, we put our foot down and forced them to eat at Qdoba (since B and I have been mourning the closing of the Qdoba by our house). J ate four peanut butter crackers and two pieces of ice; N ate five square crackers (AKA Wheat Thins®). Oh and J threw our very last pull-up diaper in the toilet while I was trying to wrestle N into a new diaper. Then J had a complete melt-down because he wanted to wear the wet pull-up instead of a real diaper. Oh and another melt-down because I wouldn't let him eat a piece of ice that had fallen into a puddle under the drink dispenser. I think his actual words were something like, "I want to eat the dirty ice cube!" Sigh.

I think I forgot to mention last month that we had a great Halloween too. November went by way too quick...

Chuckles

N: I'm going to tell you a joke. Why did the kitty cat sleep in a
tree?

(Well-timed pause to build suspense)

N: Because the man ate the leaves!

(Uproarious laughter from J)

J: Okay, I'm going to tell you a joke. Why did the cat sleep in the tree?

(Another well-timed pause)

J: Because the tree was a kitty cat!

(More uproarious laughter, this time from N. Am I the only one who doesn't get the jokes?)

A Wonderful Way to Start the Day

N: I want to tell you a story mommy.

Me: Okay. Tell me a story.

N: Once upon a time, there was a little boy named J and N. And I love monster trucks. And J loves monster trucks. And also I love tractors. The end.

J: Now I want to tell a story!

Me: Okay. Tell me a story.

J: Once upon a time, there was two very sleepy boys. And they went to sleep. The end.

Diaper Dreams

So yeah, potty training? Can anyone help me out here? I'm getting desperate. I bought two cases of Huggies from Sam's Club today AGAIN thinking hoping praying that this will be the last time I have to buy diapers. Seriously. My friend S with her twin boys who are a bit younger than mine has them both in big boy underpants and is just dealing with the soggy consequences. I'm about ready to try that method - I'm getting the gory details of her master plan tomorrow. My guys are way past three now and are not potty trained. That feels like some sort of confession - but I do hear from other parents of boys that boys are just slower in this area. You know, they have the brute strength thing later in life but at this point, the girls are blowing them away.

But then again, I'm looking at a LONG car trip coming up for Thanksgiving and it feels slightly like cheating to say we can't drive all that way because two of three men in the house can't hold it that long.

So what to do? Lay down the law? I'm just so super tired. I'm the laziest mommy ever.

Compromise?

N: I have a good idea! How about we watch my movie first, then we watch your movie?

J: No, I don't think that sounds like a good idea.