Showing posts with label fatherhood friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fatherhood friday. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

What a day!



I know, it's Wednesday, I've not lost my mind(though I'm exhausted so it may feel that way). I was gonna hold off and schedule this post for later in the week but i figured I'd save those of you that do read me a read on Friday(I know I appreciate it when I've already read an FF post from time to time) I, however, will be at my parents house on Thursday and Friday, and their dial-up *gasp* is spotty at best. So even though I'm writing this now please stop by Dad-Blogs and check out everyone else's awesome posts on Friday!

I'm exhausted. It's 6:30 in the morning and I've been up for a half hour, I have a load of laundry going and am about to hit the treadmill. I'm freaking nuts... But I'm here to talk about yesterday.

It all started in the spring, actually. Number 1 did extremely well schlepping Easter candy for his school and ended up winning a free ticket to Cedar Point. The missus and I were excited for him because we all love amusement parks, but concerned as well because he shares in our height deficiency(we can ride everything now, but not so much when we were younger). With another inch and a half he'll be really good, 6 more inches after that and he'll be golden.

So we shipped Squirt off to my folks and the trip begun.

We'd already done our homework and found the biggest things he would be able to ride. A HUGE thank you to parks for putting your height requirements online! We parked and headed straight for the Iron Dragon...and then we rode it again...a total of 5 times that day. I can't complain though because we had a blast and it's one of the missus' favorite rides. If we had to ride something 5 times it could have been a lot worse.

Then we went to the "Giant Wheel", their ferris wheel...sigh. I talked the missus out of it last year but i couldn't say no to Number 1. I've already written of my fear of heights. Apparently he's not as much like me as I thought(and I swear, one of these days I'll get to the chicken story). The thrill rating on this ride is a 2...yeah right I wouldn't call it thrilling, more like terrifying. This is before I see the incompetent guy in the blue hoody running it. He just loaded those people but why is he on the phone? Oh great here comes a guy in a red shirt, what are they looking at, oh well must not be anything big because the ride is moving again, wait, he's on the phone again, people get off and more get on, it must be ok, who's this second guy in a red shirt, now he's running the controls and blue hoody is only loading people, what's that sign say? "Cars may be unloaded in a different order that they were loaded to maintain the balance of the wheel', so I have to trust these yahoos to keep this thing balanced, they're just putting people on now, at first they were skipping cars, OMG we're up next, I'm gonna die. It wasn't horrible and I didn't die and the taunting from my wife and son ended as soon as we got on the thing and we all actually enjoyed the views, but ugh...

After that we hit a few more rides, had luch, rode some more, and more, and more, and more!

It was almost 8 oclock when we left(we'd been there since they opened at 10. We went out for dinner where we all scarfed down our food and went through 2 refills on our drinks. We also paid less at Chili's for our dinner than we did at the Subway on the park for our lunches, sigh, it's to be expected but it still hits you.

Number 1 stumbled to the car and passed the heck out. I called to check up on Squirt, and the missus got us safely home. All in all it was an awesome day!

Today we're gonna see the earliest showing of Harry Potter(1:10pm, how weird is it that that's the earliest showing our theater has??) and then I'm off to the boonies to tile a countertop.

Oh well, I'm off to the treadmill...

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Adventures in Potty Training Part Deux:The End

As I sit here wondering what I'm going to write about this week, my muse screams through the monitor, "POTTY POTTY MORE. POTTY POTTY MOOOOOORE!!! WAAAHHHH"

Potty training has gone amazingly well. I really can't complain about much. We only put Squirt into diapers during nap time and overnight. He wakes up wet but not soaked through like he used to so even that is getting better. He wears underwear around the house, and Pullups when we are in public(and he has NEVER had an accident in them). He even poops without problem, and for anyone who's ever potty trained you know what a big deal that is for these poor kids. Number 1 was at least 3 1/2 before he was completely trained. Squirt has only just turned 2 in April.

Now we have to work on stamina. He goes pretty long in the morning but in the afternoon we're in the bathroom every 10-15 minutes. You can really tell when he's gotta go poop. We make multiple unproductive trips. It's like going on a road trip with older people. Instead of driving straight to the destination, they make multiple stops mostly to go to the bathroom so kinda counterproductive to the story getting themselves there slowly. He goes to the potty, works for a while, leaves, goes and works for a while, and leaves, goes back and finally takes care of business. I need to get him past that it really cuts into my internet time.

He's also learning how to cry wolf. As soon as we lay him down for either his afternoon nap or at bedtime he starts crying "potty potty more". We know that he just went so what could he need to do. We've finally just left him in bed shouting it. When we took him he'd just sit there and smile because he knew he was putting one over on us. Not anymore...though...

He now wakes up after sleeping a bit and hollers yet again "potty potty more", though this time we can tell he's just woke up, he has that hazy where the hell am I sound in his voice. The saddest part is when he actually gets out of bed and tries to find the door(which he can't open due to safety doorknob covers). How can we ignore that...so we get up and take him, and God bless him, he's usually still dry and usually goes...however, we put him back down and get the cry wolf treatment again...sigh

I don't know about you, but I'm calling this a success. Oh, and Mom and Dad, take note. Don't let him pull one over on you next week :)

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Thursday, June 25, 2009

It's awesome hot!

No, I'm not giving a weather report.

My boys...my poor poor boys.

We'll start with the awesome part of today's program.

For the past few weeks Squirt has been saying that everything is awesome. Number 1 would be playing with his toys and Squirt would say "awesome". We'd be eating some grapes and Squirt would say "awesome". It didn't seem to matter what we had it was awesome.

Stupid us. If we'd only listened closer we'd realize that in Toddler(a language all it's own) awesome(pronounced ah-wah-sum) = "I want some"...sigh

Hot...how do I begin this one...

Number 1 has been enjoying later hours and more primetime tv now that school is out.yeah that's good We were watching tv the other night whatever you do don't tell them that you watch "So You Think You Can Dance". One of the contestants actors came on screen. All of a sudden from the corner of the couch we hear "whoa, she's hot"in his defense she was way hot, Nigel agreed. and her being half naked didn't hurt. I felt my face turn red and clenched my jaw as to not laugh and damage his fragile early forming male ego embarrass him. The missus, finishing up some of her day's work, ducked her head behind her computer her face shaking with silent laughter how poetic. To make this all worse, his inner monologue apparently kicked in because next we hear "I probably shouldn't have said that out loud". From the mouth of a 7 year old...

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