Tuesday, March 01, 2011

"Dean's favorite color is red!!"

I hear this phrase pretty much every time I get the boys milk. I let the boys wander as they drink their 3 cups of milk (one before breakfast, one after lunch, and one after dinner), so I still have them both using sippy cups. I have two hot pink sippy cups (odd, I know, since I have boys, but they were all out of other colors), and Dean has claimed them as his own. He only ever wants milk in the "red" cups. I haven't corrected him on the color since I think Matt would rather his favorite color be red instead of hot pink. =) Tonight as I was pouring milk after dinner, Walt came over to the counter and pointed to the pink cup saying, "Dean! Deans muk!"  Even he recognizes the pattern now.

Dean is pretty good with the potty training now. After 2 weeks of underwear we let him have a play gun for a potty prize. He's been wanting a "big gun" for a long time, but I just couldn't bring myself to buy a gun at Christmas. We bought 3 or 4 guns before we settled on this one. The nerf guns are just too old for him still. We ended up getting him a lights and sounds assault riffle. It was a little disconcerting to see these little guys wandering around the house "shooting" things with this big gun, but honestly, they make guns out of everything (including some Christmas pictures of Mary) anyway.

It's been a little over a month now, and he mostly goes on his own with quite a bit of prompting by me when I see him holding himself.  I only had to do the timer thing for a few days. We still use a diaper at night, even though he goes once or twice in the night (comes and gets me). He still needs lots of help with wiping and reminding to flush and wash, but he is getting much better at getting his pants and underwear back on and buttoned by himself.

He wanted me to take a video so you could see the lights since the flash cancelled them out.
video

1 comment:

Amanda said...

The guns thing is so classic. Everyone swears they aren't buying toy guns for their boys, and then their boys bite their toast into a gun shape and start shooting. The way I figure, if it is innate, it must be for a reason. They might need to serve their country or defend their family, and I don't want to drill it into their heads too much that guns are all bad.

Also, great job on potty training. I am still so dreading it with Boston even though he is totally interested and even uses the toilet occasionally now. Maybe summer?