2.5 years old…dangerously close to 3. I feel like I blinked and here we are. Then I remember all those bottles and diapers and jars of baby food and I’m suddenly ok with 2.5 and potty training!
So let’s see…basic stats –
Parker weighs 33 lbs, wears a 3t/4t in shirts, 3t in shorts, and an 8 in shoes. I have no idea how tall he is and that growth chart has been on the to-do list for 2.5 years. He loves to eat, but is super picky. His staples right now are chicken, pasta, carrots, rice, any kind of bread or cracker, cereal, granola bars, dried cranberries, applesauce, peaches, apples, grapes & oranges are hit or miss, watermelon, cantaloupe, shredded cheese, popsicles, bell peppers, cheese “pizza” (no sauce). He still loves his soy milk, apple juice when I buy it, lemonade, and sweet tea.
this stuffed baby doesn’t leave his arms. She has a name, eats with him, sleeps with him, goes EVERYWHERE with us. I just love to see his tender heart as he cares for her.
the kid can put away some watermelon
He has a HUGE imagination and a simple piece of rope or a stick is transformed into countless objects throughout the day. He loves to fish, do yard work, dig in the dirt, play with the water hose & sprinkler, and help pull weeds in the yard. He loves movies; Jungle Book, A Bug’s Life, Cars, Planes, Madagascar, Ratatouille, Curious George, and Finding Nemo have all been watched countless times. He’s pretty awesome on the iPad and enjoys playing games and doing puzzles.
absolutely loves his binoculars from the Easter Bunny
We’re really working with him on not being so demanding and getting him to consistently use “nice” words and manners. I’m also realizing how demanding I can be with him, so I’m trying to watch how I say things to him to be a good example of nicely, but firmly asking him to do certain things. To hear that little voice say “yes, ma’m” or “please, mama” just melts my heart.
Last week, while my mom was here keeping him so I could finish my last week of school, we bit the bullet and started potty training. I can’t take much credit for any of it since my mom bore the brunt of the work, but he’s done really great. He’s incredibly stubborn, which is insanely frustrating, but we’re just trying to be patient with him and let him realize that he’s way more comfortable when he stops playing and goes potty rather than trying to hold it in.
The first few days he had a handful of accidents, but actually seemed to catch on pretty quickly. The hardest part has been finding something to motivate him to actually go. He doesn’t like candy, so the m&m method was a bust early on, he doesn’t care one thing about stickers, so the sticker chart didn’t work for long, and the timer method just flat out irritated him. Finally, once we knew he understood what the “feeling” felt like, we just kinda backed off. We’ve thrown privacy out the window in our house and anytime we go to the restroom, we simply invite him to come. Sometimes he comes, sometimes he doesn’t, but when he has the urge to go, he gets a panicked look on his face & will RUN to the bathroom.
Now I’m trying to work on him actually telling me when he needs to go and as we were laying down to take a nap today, he sat up & actually said to me, “Mama – I need to tee-tee”. Small victories, people, small victories. We’ve read lots of books and played lots of iPad games on the bathroom floor over the last 8 days. We’ve stuck pretty close to the house, a quick trip to grab food & a reward from Target are about all I’ve been brave enough to take on. I know he’d probably stay dry, but staying home is just easier right now. Six out of the eight nights, he’s woken up with a dry diaper, but I’m not concerned with the nighttime thing yet. I’ve still got a stash of diapers, so we’ll just see where we are when we run out of those in a few months.
Overall, I’m super proud of him and it seems like a simple high five, hug, and words of praise are all he needs for motivation…easy enough! I read lots of info on potty training and it seems like the 8-10 day mark is a huge a landmark for “strong-willed” (read: stubborn) children. I would wholeheartedly agree with that.
He still flat refuses to go to Bible class at church and I’m not pushing it. Everytime I ask him why he doesn’t like going, he tells me that something in there scares him. He can’t tell me what it is and I can’t figure it out, so for now, we’re just not going. I know others would disagree with us, but I can’t push him to do something that scares him. And I don’t think its just a tactic to not have to go…as soon as church ends and we start walking out, he gets a death grip on me and starts shaking, repeating over & over again about not wanting to go to Bible class. I know that eventually he’ll realize its fun and not scary. We’ll try again in a month or so.
we’re really working on spitting, or NOT spitting…I’ve just had to embrace his “boy-ness” and accept the fact that this is part of being a boy. He pretty much understands that he’s only allowed to spit in certain places – the bathtub, the sink, & outside. Oh, the things you learn as a boy mom!