How we accidentally potty trained our kid

One Saturday I was changing a poopy diaper and I decided that I wasn’t going to do it anymore. I told Maximus he was going to wear underwear and he said no. I went and made lunch and he followed me around the house asking for a diaper. After 20 minutes, he got tired of … Continue reading How we accidentally potty trained our kid

Our little visitor

Quinten hasn’t slept through the night since he was 13 weeks. He’s finally doing it again! Well, he’s done it twice. Bryan sat up in bed around 1:30 am and the dog started growling. I immediately started panicking in my head. Someone is out there! He handed Wrigley off to me and said, “I think … Continue reading Our little visitor

One … TWO!

I still have random moments where I stop, look around, and realize I have two boys. My twelve-year-old self never would have imagined that I’d be raising two boys. Heck, my twenty-one-year-old self wouldn’t have either! Just look at these two. A fat, scowly old man baby and his long scrawny big brother. Since Quinten … Continue reading One … TWO!

Switching up the normal

We’re adjusting to our new normal. I’m back to work and we’re all trying to get into a groove. On the one hand, we’ve done this before. On the other hand, it was getting difficult with only one little guy to take care of. Maximus isn’t always the easiest toddler to get out the door … Continue reading Switching up the normal

Maximus + Valentines Day

A 2-year old isn’t the best craft partner. Or at least my 2-year old isn’t. As long as I manage my expectations, craft time can usually go pretty well. Maximus is really into painting, coloring, writing, cutting, and gluing. I’m sure that’s consistent with most other 2-year olds. We backed off for a while because … Continue reading Maximus + Valentines Day

My solo outing

February 12, a Tuesday afternoon, came quickly and in a cloud of anxiety. Anxiety because I was solo parenting a dual pediatrician visit. The appointments put me on edge because Quinten likes to eat every two hours during the day. I was semi-nervous about nursing in public when I wouldn’t know our exact schedule or … Continue reading My solo outing

#ToddlerFlu

Bryan told me Saturday’s blog post should be titled, “Kid Puke.” {He clearly doesn’t read my blog if he thinks I post on the weekend!} He’s not too bad at writing post titles. It’s direct and to the point. You’re not left wondering what the content will be. Over the years he’s mentioned that we … Continue reading #ToddlerFlu