President's Weekend

This weekend was a great break from Kurt studying everyday for his second set of Dental Boards. He took them on Wednesday and Thursday, but won't know if he passed until about another week. Kylee and I bribed him to come along for a dog walk with us and we stopped at one of Kylee's new haunts. The nearby duck pond. I can't even mention Douglas' or Mr Bigg's name without her quaking like a duck. If we even drive by their apartments she will start quaking and pointing to where the ducks live. Oh boy!

Kylee helped my pet-sit and joined me for many walks over the three days. Is she being walking like a dog? Yep!

We also visited Roosevelt Island and walked over to Georgetown to pick up some Georgetown Cupcakes. For some reason we picked the windiest day (Saturday) and we all somehow made it over the bridge, even the little Pomeranian Zeus.

Kylee was definitely not a fan of the wind and hated being pelted by the dirt and sand. Her solution to the problem: cover her face with anything she could find on her stroller.

We also ended up going to Old Town on Monday and were surprised to find out there was a parade. It ended up being a lot colder than we had expected so we did not last for the whole parade, but Kylee got a balloon and I saw horses so all was well.

If the Shoes Don't Fit, Wear Them Anyway

I could hear Kylee grunting and working really hard on whatever she was doing. I came around the corner to see what was going on and this is what I found:

Kylee had gone through my closet and had tried on several pairs of shoes. These were the only pair that she was pretty successful at wearing and actually walking in. It was pretty cute to watch until...

a tantrum started that involved her throwing herself on the floor. (The joys of toddlerdum begins. Woohoo!)

More Than I Wanted...

I have definitely learned as a mother, you bite off more than you can chew and you get more than you expect. This week I have been covered in Kylee's poop way too many times; there were a few accidents this weekend. To add salt to the wound, I was dumping her diaper into the toilet this morning and it came splashing up into my face. My first reaction, "Oh man!". Then I just laughed. Of course! Why wouldn't I somehow get splashed in the face by toilet water and poop?

One of the joys of parenthood.

(I still think Kurt is definitely missing out on some of this stuff. I don't think he is jealous though.)

Happy Valentine's Day!

What do you do when you receive a pair of handcuffs for a Valentine's gift?

You of course handcuff your child with them. Kurt and I definitely will not be receiving the parent of the year award. I gave Kurt a pair of handcuffs as a gag gift and he thought it would be a funny idea to try them out on Kylee. She willingly sat through us putting them on her, but was not too thrilled when she realized that she could not get them off of herself.

I will admit to threatening Kylee about using these as a punishment since she usually just thinks time out is funny and will usually do the same action again once or twice.

We are Having a...

BOY!

Kurt guessed right. I am excited, but I will admit I was rooting for a girl so that Kylee would have a little sister and we would be able to use her clothes again, but it will nice to not have to worry about doing a little boy's hair and having less attitude and drama in the house.

Kid on a Leash

It has now become OFFICIAL! I am one of the those crazy parents that puts their kid on a leash. You should see some of the looks I get and comments I receive when I am walking a dog or two, along with Kylee. It keeps me laughing through the day.

What finally made me become one of those crazy parents? Kylee has been wanting to walk more and more on her own and some of the areas we walk in have too many streets or parking lots with blind spots for drivers. Instead of killing my back to hold her hand for 20-30 minutes I decided to hook her up to a leash. Why not? If you can teach a dog to walk on a leash, why can't you teach your child?

Readin' on the Pot

We are not potting training yet and do not plan to for awhile, but we will ask Kylee here and there if she would like to sit on the toilet or will catch her in the act of pooping and will move her to the toilet to finish.

You can't help but smile at seeing your little kid just sitting up there like a big kid.

*(Looking for advise for potty training for the future. Feel free to leave me advice on what worked for your little ones)