Heather-- Nebraska? What's up with that?
BeanBean really enjoyed his birthday and is looking forward to "turning three again at Grandma and Grandpa's, so I can have candles to blow!"
He's such a muffin. It's also really cute to hear him tell people that "I was three on my birthday!!" (as opposed to "I'm going to be three on my birthday" which he's been saying for the past month or so) all by himself, without me prompting him to put it into the past tense.
He's such a little man!
Leah-- I really like the little lamp idea, but I'd want something which BeanBean could reach but BooBah couldn't, and that could be a problem.
The light switch is way too high for the kids to reach, so I think I'll end up plugging in a nightlight which would also be too high but it would be on all the time, so
Stepstools are an absolute necessity in this house because I am short.
I bought myself one before BeanBean was even cruising.
He uses it to reach the sink now, and sometimes to stand on to help him aim better (he doesn't like to put the seat up for some reason, I think he's afraid it might crash down while he's in the middle...
). I've been reminding him to wipe the seat when he pees these days, that's our latest "task." I just wish that he could remember to use the toilet when he's not naked.
Anything on his butt makes him totally complacent, and if he's with anyone who isn't me, they won't remember to remind him to use the toilet every hour.
I think that Mike and the grandparents are a really big part of the reason I can't get him 100% potty learned.
: It's driving me up a wall!
This morning, I sat down in front of the computer to discover BeanBean's trick or treat bag and a ton of wrappers right under the monitor. So much for Mike watching his blood sugar, I know what he did last night! The punk!
Mike's been depressed lately. He hates his job, and he feels like there are people at work who are trying to get rid of him.
He's miserable about it. Of course, he won't actively look for a new job, he's afraid to leave because he thinks he'll end up with a job that pays even less and then we'll be... well, really
, not to put too fine a point on it. It sucks for all of us.
I'm not really sure what to do with him. *sigh*