Summer Begins

A Success

As I posted a few weeks ago we got Nora potty seat and have been letting her sit on it every now and then. We tell her to pee and she says "peeeeeee, peeeeeeee, wipe" and we tell her poop and she says "peeeeee, pooooooop, wipe".

Lately she's become much more aware of herself and even told me one day that she was pooping. So I decided to up the potty training. I decided to give her plenty of juice and put her on the toilet every hour or so, hoping to catch her at a time for a pee. I had "treats" (small chocolate chip cookies) on hand to reward her if she managed to get something in the toilet.

This plan worked well for about a day. Nora loved the extra juice and sitting on the potty. She even requested a book to read (her father's daughter). The problem was me. I kept forgetting to take her to the bathroom.

Well yesterday I noticed she was pooping and rushed her to the bathroom just in time! She was very proud of herself and got two treats (one for each hand)! We called Daddy to let him know and everyone made a huge deal of it when they got home.

And then later, when we put her on the toilet before her bath. Matt told her to pee. And she did!

Now we have to wait and see if these times were just a fluke. Wish us luck!

Playing in Nora's Room

The Eight P's of Nora

Park: We ate lunch at the park on Saturday and played.

Potty: No picture of that! Nora has a new potty seat and we will be actively potty training soon. Right now she likes to sit on it and say "pee-pee" before wiping herself. She still hasn't done anything yet, but she likes to sit there!

Panties: Here is the "hat" Nora sported Sunday. It's a terribly blurry picture,but it's the only one I could get before she took it off. I think it dawned on her that we might show that kind of picture to her future prom date.

Puke: Ewww!! Nora had a fever all day Sunday. It was pretty much gone on Monday but instead of napping she decided to throw up in bed instead. You can thank me for not taking a picture. She was much better today.

Presents: Sunday was Mother's Day and full of presents. Nora picked out some flowers to give me and helped mommy make silhouettes for Granny.

Play: Nora's Nana gave her a Little People Castle before we moved and it is Nora's favorite toy now. Here she is playing with the Little People she has named "Mommy" and "Daddy".

Pratfalls: Today we went to lunch at Denny's. Nora was supposed to be sitting in the booth next to her Granny. Instead she was standing up and looking at the (empty) booth behind us. Before any of us knew what was happening Nora went head first into the other booth. She was stunned, but otherwise okay. Who knew we were raising the next Jerry Lewis?

Pooped: That's what the kid is after all of this!

At Last ...

A new post! We are finally here in Houston and are pretty much settled in at my parents house. All of our things are unpacked and the stuff that made it to Texas is in storage. I won't go into the whole story but we weren't able to bring all of our things here. The rest is in storage with Matt's dad and we'll get it later

Nora and I spent about three days in Florida with my Aunt Scotty before we headed on to Houma and then Houston. On the way Nora managed to come down with both eye and ear infections. The kid has never had an ear infection before and waited until we were eight hours from her pediatrician to get one. In related news, Matt got a sinus infection at around the same time and I got sick, too. Doctor bills cost more than the move did. It was windy most of the time we were there. I have some beach pictures, though, which I'll post later.

I've gotten some great pictures of the kid since we've been here, but they are on my parents computer. I'll have to post them later. They are especially good since my dad showed me that my camera was not focusing in the center but on the left. Oops. Of course, in my defense, I only had the French and Spanish instructions.

I'll leave you with some pictures of Nora's first crawfish boil. She loved them, but would only eat the ones peeled by her granddad.

Granddad hides his secret ingredient.