Monday, June 6, 2011

Little Mr. Sunshine






On Sunday I was making dinner and chopping up onions when my eyes started burning, so I asked Stephen if I could use a pair of his glasses to sheild my eyes. Like his range glasses, because they offer really good protection. When James saw me wearing them he threw a fit because apparently he wanted them, so when I was done I put them on him, and he loved them. Doesn't he look so cute? Nerdy cute, like he's going to play basketball and needs these to sheild his eyes.
On Friday we babysat for this couple in our ward, because they babysat James back in December. The little girl is 4 and the little boy is almost two. Their Names are Taylor and Joshua. They are super cute. well, James is a screamer, he screams when he's happy, sad, gasey, etc. you get the picture, he's a screamer. Well, he started screaming at them, but because he was happy they were there and playing with him. They looked startled, ad I told them not to worry that was just his way of expressing himself. So I asked the little girl if her brother ever screams. "No, he never screams. But sometimes he hits me or pulls my hair." James does those, too. But I was more than a little envious at how mild these children were, and I sat there imagining how happy my life would be if James never screamed. James is an incredibly spirited little boy. Here they are playing on the treadmill, which I wasn't crazy about but if someone over 200 pounds can run on it, I figure that they really can't do any damage.




Also, while they were there Taylor used the potty several times because she's 4 and potty trained. James would come into the bathroom and look at her like, huh so kids sit on that thing too. It sparked an interest and the next day he wanted to sit on the potty. I was more than thrilled because I want to start potty training him around 2. So I sat him on it, and he was laughing, but nothing was really happening, then he was not into it any more and wanted to get off. As soon as he got off he squatted and peed on the ground. Ah! Why couldn't he have just done it in the potty? I don't think he understood what he was supposed to do. What he really needs is to watch another male go potty to get it. But Stephen won't let James watch because he says it just seems creepy. So, now what do I do, go up to some random lady with a little boy and say, "Oh hey your little boy is P.T. I see can we watch?" What's a mom to do? Any tips?

3 comments:

linda said...

James is so cute, and I promise that he will not always be a screamer. I predict that he will scream a lot less as he develops more and more language skills. As far as potty training tips go, I think that it is great that he is showing interest. Let him watch you go potty, since it is better to have them sit down in the beginning anyway because you don't know which end might evacuate. Describe what is happening, so that he makes a connection. And be patient; most boys take a little longer to potty train, and are usually over two when it happens.

Megan said...

Tell Steve it could be worse--Camryn cannot be restrained from checking out Daddy's potty time!!! She'll come racing in while he's in there, so he'll edge to the left to block her. Then she'll shift positions for a better look and he'll edge to the right to block her again. So then she'll plant herself right behind him and try and peer upwards through his legs to see what in the WORLD Daddy could be up to! It always makes him laugh--or yell desperately for me! Stephen should embrace the chance to teach James what's what! I mean, guys get to do it standing up! ow exciting is that?!? When Camryn accompanies me to the potty, it's a total letdown. For all she knows, I could simply be sitting there, waiting for the bus or something.

clutchmonkey said...

Scarlett and James will get along fabulously. People always comment, "I've never seen a child so happy!" Well, that goes for the other end of it as well, she has horrible meltdowns. Screamers unite! I can just picture them chasing each other in the grass. Just three and half weeks! Oh, and I desperately want to rub his head, his hair looks so soft and fuzzy. I've been dreaming of a baby boy...