




I know I really should update my blog better. Anyway, Parker turned two on Dec. 22nd. We had a small party at my mom's for family. This year Parker was much more interested in eating the cake than last year. It is so fun to watch him grow and learn. He is talking so much more and says the craziest things when you are totally not expecting it. Tonight as we lay in bed, he began singing "Parker, tractor, dark, raining, shhh, night-night, lawnmower, raining," and so on. I had to try really hard not to laugh. His sweet little voice sounded like a 13 year old's as it begins to change. Today he woke me with "TEE-TEE"! I was totally not ready to get out of bed, but I thought oh great he has wet the bed. I rolled over and he put his cute little nose to my face and said "potty". Oh, wait......when did this happen? We lept from the bed, I carried him all the way down the hall to his bathroom. All the way I was telling him to hold it. He did. My little man used the potty like a champ. He continued all day! We only had one wet pull-up, otherwise known as "big boy pants". I am so very proud of him. Now I do realize that was just one day, and tomorrow he may act like he has never seen a potty, but that is okay. We will get potty trained....one day. Oh the best part about my little man's rush to the potty this morning. As soon as he was done, he climbed down and said "Night-night". Now that is my boy! Letting me sleep till 9am, do I have the life or what!
As I put Parker's new fave pj's on.........polar bear fleece from his Aunt Nic............Parker gave me a battle. He was having so much fun with his daddy playing that he did not want to get ready for bed. Alex asked if dealing with the monster was better than teaching, yes ! I confessed that sometimes when I get frustrated, it is not a good day for me. I hate getting aggrivated at my little boy. He is afterall only two........still my baby. I try to keep that in mind when I want to scream. Parker and I have our little habits of getting each other's serious attention. I tell him look at mommy nose to nose. He puts his little nose to mine and listens. He knows that I'm serious. He also will tell me "time" when he wants to have more time to do something. So as a compromise, I set the timer on the microwave and give him a little extra time to do what he wants to do. Like tonight when he yelled time at me as I put two legs in one side of his pj pants, I told him that if he let me finish dressing him that I would set the microwave timer. I asked him what it meant when the timer went "beep", and my sweet monster boy said "night-night". Wow! he does understand.
I am truly blessed to be his mom!