Aaahhh!! I forgot to post about Halloween!!

November is almost over and I never posted about Renee's Halloween fun!  So here it is, better late than never, right?

October 9 - We went to the giant pumpkin patch in Lathrop with our friends Jason, Jodi, Keira and Jackson.  The kids loved playing in the pumpkin jump house and the playground.

Jeff, Keira & Renee climbing up on the tractor tire tower.

Fun in the jump house!!

In the picture above you can see Renee's "dallween meow" (translation: halloween cat) shirt.

Renee and Jackson getting to go on the big kid swings!!

October 11 - We had our friend Julie and her son Eddie over for some Halloween cookie decorating.  It was messy and fun and the kids loved eating their works of art :D

Eddie adding LOTS of sprinkles to his cookies.

Renee decided that her hands also needed some colorful icing.

October 28 - They had a harvest festival at Renee's daycare.  All the kids dressed up and played fun harvest themed games.

Snow White, Doctor, Sunflower, Renee the Witch and a Fire Fighter 

Renee playing "throw the hoola hoop over the pumpkin"

October 31 - Halloween!!!  We went trick-or-treating in downtown Davis with our friends Julie & Dave, their son Eddie and Eddie's daycare group.

I love this picture of Julie and Renee walking, so precious.

Renee the Witch and Eddie as Peter Pan

Enjoying her very 1st candy - a mini Snickers bar!!

The weather was so warm that when we got home we set up our pumpkin carving station out on the front lawn.  It was so nice not having to make that mess indoors!!  Although we did get some mosquito bites - it was October, crazy!!

Scooping out the innards.

Once the pumpkin was carved we all just sat out on the porch and waited for the trick-or-treaters to come.

Lewis didn't like being alone, so he sat out with us too.

Renee got to eat more candy, she liked Halloween!!

And because I love side-by-sides, here's Renee's 1st and 2nd Halloween costumes.  Apparently she's adorable no matter what you dress her up as!!

"Nee dood dit"

Renee has been talking so much lately.  And it's really fun to be able to communicate with her.  To be able to ask her a question and not only have her understand what I'm saying, but to also have her answer me, I love it!!  And I know just about everyone learns to talk in the world, but it's just such an amazing, fascinating and rewarding process, especially when it's my own baby!!  

Of course, it's also very challenging at times, as I can't always understand what Renee is saying.  She's usually very determined though, and repeats what ever it is over and over again until I get it.  It's cute, and sometimes frustrating and slightly annoying, but it's a learning experience for both of us.  

Here are some of the things she's been saying these days (and the translations in parenthesis):

"No, no, Yoyo! My dahdoo." (No, no, Sophie.  My cracker!)

"Dadaaaa, arrr juuuu?" (Dada, where are you?)

"Mama, hood ju!" (Mama, hold you.)  This means she wants me to hold her.  It stems from me saying, "Do you want me to hold you?"

"Mama, dee dee dahdoo." (Mama, cookie cracker.)  This means she wants a cracker from the box that has the picture of Cookie Monster on it.

"Nee zock on.  Nee dood dit."  (Renee sock on.  Renee will do it.)  She's getting very independent lately and wants to do everything herself.  She usually says, "No, Nee dood dit!" when we ask her if she wants any help.  But then gives up in frustration after a couple of tries and says, "Mama, hep."  (Mama, help.)

She also likes to tell us what we're doing, like if Jeff is putting his shirt on she'll say, "Dada, surt on!"  Or, if I finished my glass of water she'll say, "Mama wahwah, all done!"

Everyday it seems she says something new, this is such a fun age!!  

Just Us Girls and 1st Cold of the Season

Jeff was out of town this weekend from early Friday morning until late last night.  Jeff's parents are moving to Washington state next year after his mom retires, and Jeff went up there with his dad to help him scope out places to live.  

So for 4 whole days Renee and I were on our own!!  Well, Friday and Monday she still went to daycare, but the rest of the time it was just us :D  Jeff was worried that I wouldn't be able to handle Renee and all three dogs (yes, we still have Lewis) on my own, especially if Lewis and Sophie decided to get into another fight, but the weekend went off without a hitch.  Well, except for Renee's horrible cold.  

Poor baby girl, she was soooo sick on Saturday.  She had the beginnings of the cold Friday night, and on Saturday morning she seemed a little worse, but not so bad that we still couldn't go out and get some things done.   So, I carted her off to our favorite restaurant for breakfast (a special treat for our weekend alone), then we went to Home Depot to get some flowers for the front yard, and then we went to the pet store to get her some gold fish.  Really the gold fish were for me, I've been wanting them ever since we went to the State Fair, I don't know why I just love gold fish!  By the time we got back home she was exhausted!!  She had a terrible cough, tons of green snot and a fever.  I felt so bad for her I ended up letting her just sleep in my arms for her nap.  Thank goodness for reruns of Grey's Anatomy on Netflix,  they kept me from being bored out of my mind while I held my sleeping baby for two hours.

After her nap I tried to go out front to plant my flowers, but she still felt too sick to even enjoy the beautiful weather outside.  She kept just coming up to me, saying, "hi mommy" with this sad little voice and holding onto whatever part of me she could reach.  Poor thing!  I finally gave up trying to garden and we went back inside to cuddle.  I ended up putting her down for bed early, she was just so tired, and crashed pretty early myself after a long day of taking care of my sick baby.

Thankfully though Renee felt much better Sunday morning!  She woke up super hungry and thirsty, she had barely eaten anything on Saturday, and her snotty nose, cough and fever were all way less severe.  

After breakfast we went outside.  Renee played with her baby doll in her play house while I got some gardening and a few chores done in the backyard.  Back inside I let her paint with watercolors, which she loves to do.

And I let her feed her new fish, which she also now loves to do!

My parents came up and took us out to lunch later in the day.  We went to a new mexican restaurant in town, Maria's Cantina.  Normally it's a challenge to take Renee to restaurants, but they have an outdoor patio, so she doesn't have to stay locked in her high chair the entire meal.  She was really well behaved though and loved her beans, cheese quesadilla and little bits of grilled chicken from my mom's salad.

After my parents left, and it was just me and Renee again, I really started missing Jeff.  I had been so busy before I hadn't really noticed it, but now that things had settled down I wished we didn't have an entire 24 more hours to go without him.  Oh well, it was what it was. 

Normally in the evenings when Jeff is home we chat about our day, or watch a movie, or just hang out together.  But since I was on my own after Renee went to bed, and I was feeling a bit lonely, I decided to do something a bit more productive and clean out our hall closet.  While I was organizing I found my bag with the unfinished quilt I had started making for Renee.  I pulled it out and was appalled that I had let it sit so long unfinished when it was soooooo close to being done!  So I sat on the couch, put on another rerun of Grey's Anatomy and went to work.  Two episodes and plenty of Meredith/Dr. McDreamy flirtations later I had a finished blanket (my 1st quilt) for my baby girl.  Finally!!!

  

We made it through our normal Monday routine and I kept Renee up a little later than normal so she could see her daddy before she went to bed.  Really it was more so her daddy could see her before she went to bed.  He missed her terribly.  He missed me too, but he really missed her.  She doesn't quite get the whole talk-on-the-phone thing yet, so Jeff had had zero communication with her all weekend.  I'm not sure Renee noticed how long Jeff was gone, she's still to young to really understand that I think, but she was happy to see him and gave him a hug when he got home like she always does.  

And that was the end of our girls weekend!  

Pee pee on the potty!!!

Renee has been doing great with the potty training the last couple of days.  We had been letting her go diaper-less at home in the evenings and on weekends, but we kind of took a step back for a while because she was having so many accidents and we were all getting discouraged.  Everyone says she will know when she's ready and that pushing her too early can make the whole process take longer, so I just put it out of my mind for a while and kept her diaper on unless she told me she wanted to go on her potty, which wasn't often and rarely successful.

On Monday night she said she had to go poo poo and so I took off her diaper and let her sit on her potty.  In the past she would have then sat there for a minute, stood up, proudly exclaimed, "all done!" and then walked away without doing anything in the potty, and then most likely peed on the floor 2 minutes later.  This time though she just sat there on the potty, so I asked her if she wanted me to read her a story, to which she of course said, "yeah!" (I love that she can verbally answer my questions now! Plus, Renee never turns down a story, unless you happen to pick a book other than the particular one she had in mind, which happens often since I can't read her mind and she has very specific and often varying ideas on what she wants.  Sighh!!)  Anyway, while I was reading her the story she peed in her potty!  Yeahhh!!!  I did a fun dance and sang "pee pee in the potty!" and jumped up and down and all over the place.  She looked at me like I was weird and insisted that I continue reading her the story.  I decided to push my luck and keep her diaper off for the rest of the evening and she peed in the potty two more times!!  She even started doing the pee pee dance with me after the third time.  She never did end up going poo poo, which is what she originally told me she needed to do, but that's small potatoes!

Then last night her success continued and she went pee pee on her potty four times.  And I only helped her with one of them, and only by reminding her about her potty when I saw her stop playing and look straight ahead like she was deep in thought (a clear sign of impending pee I learned from all the previously mentioned accidents).  The other three times she just went over to the potty on her own, sat down and peed.  I continued with the pee pee dance, and plan on continuing with it for as long as it takes; at least it's good exercise for me.

I'm not quite sure what the next step is going to be.  I'll have to see how she does in the mornings, and maybe we'll move up to diaper-less weekends.   And I'll have to teach her to better verbalize her potty needs before she'll be ready to go diaper-less in school, but we're on the road.  Yeahhh!!!!

It's such a silly thing, I know, but it's amazing how much pride I feel on the subject!  Go Renee!!!

Finally!!

So, if you are one of the 5 or so regular visitors to this blog I apologize for my absence over the last month and a half.  I could now explain how I've been super busy lately with school, family, dogs, etc., etc.  But I'm not going to bore you with all of that.  Onwards and upwards, right :D

I will try to do a catch up post of some sorts.  We have done so many fun things over the past couple of months and Renee has grown up dramatically in that time.  Well, grown up is not really an appropriate description.  Really what has happened is that she has prematurely turned the terrible age of 2!  Sighhh!! More to come on all of that.

The point of this particular post is so that I can share with you some exciting (well, exciting to me anyway) news that I have FINALLY completed Renee's 1st birthday photo book.  Yeahhh!!!  I know, it's only been 6 and a half months!!  I mean really Kelly, how long do these things take?  Well as an excuse of some sorts, Shutterfly recently changed their website so that you now have complete creative control over the format of every page in your book.  So I sat there and moved the pictures around, and re-sized them, and added new embellishments, and changed the background color, again and again and again.  Then they added new embellishments and new background colors, and I went back to pages that I had already deemed complete and started them over.  Jeez, I wonder why I haven't had time for blogging lately :D  The process could have potentially continued indefinitely, but a coupon code for a free book finally brought me back to reality and I finalized the silly thing.

Check it out if you have some time:

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You can also click HERE if the above link isn't working.

Oh Luis!

I guess I need a little background for this post, so here it goes...

Our wonderful neighbor Joni has lived in her house across the street from us for 27 years!!  When we bought our house in 2005 we didn't move into it for 3 months while we got things settled with school (me) and work (Jeff).  And Joni, without even being asked (as we didn't yet know her), watered our lawn and plants so that they wouldn't die before we actually moved in.  She continued to be super helpful, always watching our cat and chickens, and watering all our plants when we were away on vacation.  And she never accepted any payment from us, no matter how hard we tried.  

Sadly, a few months back Joni learned that the bank was not going to help her with her mortgage and they were foreclosing on her house.  Her and her two sons had to move in with her mother, and since her dog Luis didn't get along with her mother's dog, she had to find a new, and hopefully temporary, home for him.  And to make a long story short (a little late, right?) we offered to take him into our home while she figured things out.

She brought him over on the 4th of July and we've been getting used to this 90+ pound beast of a dog ever since.  

Sophie Dog, Jeff & Renee, and Luis (black dog on the right) on the 1st night we had him.

That first night with him was interesting to say the least.  Luis, for as big as he is, is a giant wimp!  He not only has separation anxiety, but he's afraid of fireworks!!  So, that whole evening we were basically coddling him and reassuring him that everything was going to be okay as he paced and shivered.

The next day he was much better though, and I stayed home from school just to make sure all the dogs were going to be okay with this new arrangement.  They had all met before and played just fine, but asking three dogs to play together for a little while, and asking three dogs to live together and share their space and, more importantly, their human attention are two completely different things.

Sophie and Kirby weren't exactly happy about the new doggy guest at first, but they've gotten used to him.  Sophie and Kirby are 6 and 7 years old respectively, and so they had started getting into an older dog routine of just sleeping all day and barely playing with each other or with us.  But, Luis is only 4 and he still wants to play a lot.  At first our two seemed really annoyed by his constant pestering to get a game going, but now all three of them are always playing!  They run around our backyard like crazy, chasing each other, wrestling, and playing tug.  And they go back and forth between Sophie and Kirby ganging up on Luis, and Sophie and Luis ganging up on Kirby (the latter combination is really not very fair at all, but they seem to have fun).

Sophie (50 lbs.), Kirby (20 lbs.) and Luis (90 lbs.)

Don't get me wrong, it hasn't all been perfect.  There have been two pretty serious dog fights, both over food.  But, that is to be expected when adding a new dog to a group.  They have to work out their doggy seniority among themselves.  The scuffles did make Jeff and I realize that we were confusing the dogs by giving Luis a little too much attention, which made him feel like he had higher rank.  We've since been better at making sure that Luis knows he is bottom dog.  Kirby is top dog (he sleeps on the bed with us), then Sophie, and then Luis.  And now Luis eats his meals outside while Sophie and Kirby eat inside to prevent any more food related scuffles.

Even with everyone getting along, things have been less than smooth sailing with a 90 lb. dog living in our tiny house.  He is just sooooo big and so he always seems to be in the way.  And he's destroyed more than his fair share of household items including a screen door, two sets of mini-blinds, some of Renee's toys, a dog crate, and the dog water dispenser.  Plus, having two male dogs in the same household has created a very literal pissing contest in our backyard.  One of them goes on a plant, then the other one comes up behind and goes on the same plant.  They go back and forth like this until the poor plant is dead, and then they move on to another.  I try to keep up and rinse off the plants I see them peeing on, but I am too slow and many of our newly planted flowers have perished.    

None of this really matters to me though.  I am a dog lover in every way possible and so Luis's adorably sad face, dopey personality and need for a home have won me over completely.  The destruction of property is really only an annoyance in my mind, something that will (and has) get better with time.  Jeff, however, is not as easily won over by doggy cuteness, and has been waiting for Joni to come take her giant destructive dog back from day one!  Luis's ONLY saving grace (in Jeff's mind), and the only reason we haven't called Joni and said that this just isn't going to work out is that....

Renee LOVES Luis!!!!  

Renee and "Lu Lu" (that's what she calls him).

And even more importantly, Luis lets Renee "love" him any way she wants.  She climbs on him, she sits on him, she pulls his tail, she kisses him, she hugs him, she pokes at him.  Anything a toddler can imagine doing to a dog, Renee has done it to Luis.  And he just lets her.  

Not that we condone her abusing the dogs.  Quite the opposite, we are constantly telling her to be nice and gentle to all three dogs and the cat.  But it is so cute to watch Renee interact with this gentle giant of a dog.  And seeing Renee happy, makes us happy.  So, Luis gets to stay :D

He has, of course, bumped into her on several occasions, knocking her down and making her cry, he's just so big he can't help it.  But, it has never resulted in more than a bump, bruise or scrape.  Renee does more damage to herself than that all on her very own.  Luis's tail is also a force to be reckoned with, it hurts when it hits me and it happens to be perfectly aligned with Renee's head.  And so she gets knocked in the head with a happy dog tail on occasion.  She's actually really good at avoiding it now though, ducking and weaving like a pro.  She's also really good at running over to me or Jeff when the dogs get a game going in the backyard.  We hold her up so she can safely watch the comedy of three dogs tramping through our yard.  She loves watching them all play, and laughs hysterically as they run back and forth.

Dog trainer in the making.

To Renee, Luis is completely part of the family now, and I'm sure she will be very confused when he goes back to Joni.  Actually, we haven't heard anything from Joni for about a month, so we're not quite sure when, if ever,  she plans to take her dog back.  For now though, he is part of the family and we're all making the best of it.  

Fun At The State Fair

I've been to tons of County Fairs growing up, and I always loved them.  I used to especially love the rides and yummy treats like corn dogs, cotton candy and funnel cakes!!  And I always loved playing the game where you win a real live gold fish by throwing a ping pong ball into a cup of water.  One of those gold fish I won actually lived for multiple years when I was a kid, until one of my cats decided that it would be fun to scoop it up out of the water and bat it around until it stopped moving.  That is totally beside the point of this post, sorry.  Anyway, as much as I love fairs Jeff and I, as a couple of almost 8 years, have never been to a fair together!!  Maybe it's because the rides we used to love as kids now make us nauseous and give us headaches.  Or maybe it's because eating a boat load of fried food makes us feel like crap for an entire 24 hours.  I don't know, maybe we're just too old for fairs, if that's even a possibility.

Thankfully though, now we have Renee and we get to enjoy everything life has to offer through her eyes, as if it is brand new, and it makes things so much fun.  And because I'd never been to the California State Fair I bought tickets online and told Jeff that we were going, no excuses!!  Not, really, he was on board with the idea too :D

We actually went two Saturdays ago (like always, I'm a bit behind on my blogging) and got there right when they opened at 10am to avoid both the crowds and the heat as much as possible.  It turned out to be the perfect plan of attack for us.

Our first stop was the livestock barn to see all the 4H and FFA cows, pigs, sheep and goats which are always a big part of the fair for me :D  Renee was a little overwhelmed to see all the full size cows.  They must have seemed humongous compared to the pictures she's used to from her books.  We still had her in her stroller at that point, and she was quite content to just sit and observe the giant animals from a safe distance.

Then we went to the petting zoo so Renee could actually interact with and pet some of the farm animals.  She was a little apprehensive at first, there were animals everywhere, but she warmed up quickly and then didn't want to leave.  Just Renee and I went in and Jeff stayed out to take pictures of us.  We also bought $1 worth of food to give to the animals, but I forgot how forward they can be and a donkey and goat pretty much stole all of it from us as soon as we walked in the door.  Oh, well :D

There were lots of goats.

A little pigmy goat and a baby deer (fawn?).

A sheep, taking a rest from all the annoying toddlers.

And a kangaroo, they were so cute, but they didn't stay still long enough to pet.

After we all got a good dose of livestock, we went over to the food section to get a snack.  Jeff let me choose our first fried food adventure of the day and I picked a Jumbo Corn Dog and a lemonade that we all shared.  I'm pretty sure it was not only Renee's first corn dog, but her first hot dog of any kind.  She loved it, of course, and could hardly wait for her turn to take a bite as it went around from Mommy, to Daddy, and back to her again.  She also love the lemonade, another 'of course'.  I never give her sugary drinks at home.  She only ever gets water, milk and freshly pressed vegetable/fruit juice from our Jack LaLanne Power Juicer (sorry for the plug, I love that thing!), so the lemonade was quite a treat!

Next on our agenda was the Big Bug exhibit.  And no, for those of you who are squeamish about bugs, they weren't real.  It was a room full of giant robotic bugs that made us humans seem tiny, like we were the insects.  It was pretty cool, but I think Renee was a little too young to fully appreciate it.  If it had been a room full of giant kitty cats and dogs she might have thought that was cool, but she doesn't really know what bugs are yet.  Jeff and I liked it though!

I think that was the grasshopper.

After the bugs we had a craving for some more fair fare (sorry, couldn't help myself) and opted to share a plate of fried zucchini.  Renee was happy that she didn't have to share with Mommy and Daddy on this snack and greedily munched away on her own zucchini stick.

Mmmm, fried bread.  Hey, wait a minute, there's a vegetable in here!!

With fried zucchini in hand, we all went over to the mini zoo they had set up.  It was really cool with lots of interesting little animals.  There was a kangaroo, an emu, some hedgehogs, porcupines, parrots, and one weird sloth-like animal.  Now I can't remember it's actual name, but Renee thought it was a cat and just kept saying, "meow" to it.  That's pretty much what she does with most animals that she doesn't recognize; they are either a dog, a cat, a cow or a bird.

Saying hi to the kangaroo.  She really wanted to stick her fingers in the cage!

Renee was getting pretty sleepy at this point and Jeff and I still wanted to explore the fair a bit more, so we strapped her back in her stroller and hoped she would fall asleep.  It didn't take her long and she was out by the time we got to the next exhibit which was The Farm.  Jeff and I only garden as a hobby, but this was a serious farm set up, very cool.  

Sleepy baby.

Very cool, and very large farm exhibit.

Then we went to see the CA Counties exhibit where every county set up a very elaborate display to showcase the things they produce or are known for (i.e. wine in Napa county).  We were happy to see that Yolo County won.  Woo hoo!!!  Go Woodland, Davis, Winters and West Sac!!  You know we didn't really care, but it's like that tee-shirt that says, "The sports team from my local geographic region is superior to the sports team from your local geographic region!"  Us silly humans, we always gotta pick sides :D  And finally we went over the Creative Arts exhibit so I could see all the beautiful needlework entries.  Jeff wasn't interested in this exhibit at all, so he just sat on a bench and watched Renee (still sleeping) while I marveled at all the amazing knitting, crochet and quilts on display.

 After all that walking, Jeff and I were hungry again.  I know, I know, but that fried food really has no nutritional value, so you have to eat a lot of it to compensate.  That's my excuse anyway, and I'm sticking to it :D  Renee was still sleeping, so I went and found us a shady seat while Jeff waited in line for a lamb gyro.  He had hinted at getting the giant smoked turkey leg, but I steered him away because I didn't think it sounded very good.  But when we were sitting there eating our gyro, another guy sat down next to us eating a turkey leg and it smelled soooo good.  Oh,well.  The gyro was really yummy too :D

Renee finally woke up and just in time to get a balloon animal from the clown that was near us.  I asked him for a pink dog and he quickly whipped one up and handed it to Renee who was staring at him with that I-just-woke-up-so-I'm-still-grumpy look on her face.  But, he was about to leave and we didn't have time to wait for her to get in a better mood.  Plus, I knew a pink balloon dog would cheer her up likity split!!  Which it did.  Although, the clown kind of scared me when he cautioned me not to let Renee bite the balloon.  I thought he just meant that if it popped it would frighten her, but then he explained that she could accidentally inhale it!  Who knew?  Needless to say, I kept a very close eye on her and her new pink doggy friend after that.

There is a LOT of pink in this picture!!

After Renee had her lunch (from home, not fried) we walked around a bit more.  Jeff is a sucker for Kettle Corn, so he got a bag of that and we decided to go back to the children's section so we could munch on our popcorn while Renee played.  They had a sand-pit that was filled with corn kernels instead of sand and Renee loved it!!!  She must have played in it for at least 45 minutes before we had to forcibly remove her.  That was fine with us though, we just sat on some hay bales, ate our popcorn and chatted with the other parents.

Oooooohhh!!

One last little visit with a cute baby cow and Jeff and I were done.  

We had such a great time!  I think that going to the State fair is going to have to be a new Summertime tradition for us.  And I can't wait until Renee is old enough to throw ping pong balls into cups of water so she can win a gold fish for Mommy :D

Poo Poo?

About 2 or 3 months ago Renee started occasionally telling us when she had a poopy diaper, and she would sometimes even tell us right before she was about to go.  I hadn't (and still haven't) read anything about potty training, but it seemed like she recognized when she was going to the bathroom.  So, a few weeks ago I went to Target and bought her a training toilet.  Not just any training toilet of course, it's pink, it looks like a princess throne and when you drop something in it (i.e. pee or poo) it plays music!!!  It was actually cheaper than the basic one though, so don't judge :D

We started out just letting Renee sit on it with her clothes on and now, before her bath every night, after we take her clothes and diaper off, we have her sit on it for as long as she wants.  Jeff and I usually make a big deal about her just sitting on the toilet, even if she doesn't go to the bathroom, since we want it to fun and exciting for her.  It seems to be working and so far she's gone poop in it once and pee in it once.  Woo hoo!!!  I'm pretty sure both times had more to do with good timing and luck on our part than with Renee actually choosing to go to the bathroom on her toilet.  We don't care though, they still count!!

She can't say potty yet, p's are hard for her, so she says, "bobby" instead.  But as soon as she says, "bobby" I rush her over to the bathroom, take off her diaper and put her on the toilet.  Almost every time she just sits there and smiles at me for a few seconds, then gets up and walks away without doing anything.  But this morning she just kept sitting on the toilet and smiling at me.  She even reached over and grabbed one of her bath books and handed it to me to read.  It felt way too cliche for a 17 month old, but I went with it and read her the book while she sat on the toilet.  She sat there so long I almost got up to go get the camera, but I was afraid I would distract her from her mission so no pics for this post.

She had to have sat there for at least 5 minutes (a long time for a toddler) before she finally stood up, reached back, spread her butt cheeks apart, looked at me questioningly and said, "poo poo?"  It was like she was saying, "Mommy, I've been sitting here forever, how come the poo poo hasn't come out yet?"  It was so funny and so adorable.  I didn't know what to tell her so I just asked her if she wanted to sit back on the potty, but she said no, so I put her diaper back on and got her dressed.  She ended up pooping in her diaper a few minutes later, but I give her an A+ for effort anyway.

Next month she'll be moving up to the older toddler room at her daycare and they have toilets for the kids to use, so I have a feeling it won't be too long before we're done with diapers.  I'm knocking on wood, crossing my fingers, and definitely not counting my chickens though!!

 

Swimming Like A Fish

We signed Renee up for swim lessons this summer and for two weeks in the middle of June, we had a lesson (more like guided water play) from 5:30 to 6pm Monday through Thursday night.  When I first signed her up for the class I was like, "no problem, it's only a half hour, and the pool is only 3 blocks away from our house, we can handle that!"  But, in reality, it was getting Renee home from daycare, letting the dogs out to go pee and stretch their legs, feeding a very hungry and cranky (normal for 5pm) Renee, getting her changed into a swim diaper and bathing suit, getting myself changed into a bathing suit, putting sun block on both of us, gathering towels and hats, locking the dogs back up, and finally getting into the car to drive the 3 blocks because it was way too hot and we were running late anyway.  Then came the half hour of swimming, which was fun for the most part, but it was sooooo hot out and the sun was just beating down on our heads.  

The worst part of it all though, and this is entirely my fault for not planning ahead, was that when all was said and done, and we got home a little after 6pm, Jeff and I were starving.  But, our normal make dinner time had been spent swimming, so we had no dinner!!  You would think, being that Jeff and I are relatively intelligent people, that after a day or two of this problem we would plan ahead.   But no, no such luck.  We were both exhausted from working all day and going through the above described scenario, and so we just ended up having simple dinners like sandwiches, salads, or going out and getting a burrito.  One night, out of desperation, I made "pizzas" with some naan that we had in the freezer, left over spaghetti sauce and jack cheese.  That might sound decent to some, but it wasn't, it was gross (it was the naan that ruined it) and not very healthy or filling at all.  Oh well, we lived.      

Okay, enough of my complaining and on to Renee and swimming...

Before these lessons, Renee had only been in my parents' pool, and only once last summer and once more this summer.  Both times she was not at all happy about the situation, and so we didn't expect her to be much different at the lessons.  We were right.  The first couple of days she only wanted to cling to me.  Jeff and I would pass her back and forth between each other, but that just made her upset and scared.  

The teachers instructed everyone hold our babies by supporting their chest while letting their feet dangle, and Renee wanted nothing to do with it.  So, I just let her cling to me and tried to make the experience as fun and exciting as possible.  Jeff tried to be a little more adventurous with her and he actually dunked her under the water a few times.  She was even okay with it for a while, but as soon as she saw me she cried for me to hold her.  I guess I still baby her a little too much, but how can I deny her the safety of her Mommy's arms?

  

That's Jeff and Renee (pink hat) by the edge of the pool.

By the end of the first week she was at least smiling a little bit, as long as we didn't do anything too scary like hold her out away from us for too long.  The funny part was, that at the end of each lesson as we were walking back to the car, she would excitedly point back to the pool and exclaim, "wah wah!" as if she wanted to go back in.  I think she really wanted to have fun, but was just a little overwhelmed at how much water there really was.

After this picture was taken all Renee hell broke loose, as I was no longer in the pool and she was!
"MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!"

By the end of the second week she was much more comfortable with the whole thing.  We were able to zoom her around in the water while she smiled and laughed, it was really cute.  And she would happily allow us to pass her back and forth between us, no problem.  She still wasn't nearly as comfortable as all the other kids in the class, they were jumping off the side of the pool and into their parents arms by this point, but they were all a little older than her.

Anyway, Renee looked way cuter in her bathing suit than any of the other kids!  No competition :D

Since then we've taken her swimming a few times in the pool at my parents' house and also at a family picnic last weekend.  And although she isn't (as the title of this post suggests) swimming like a fish, she does have a good time in the water now.

Busy Baby

Normally when we get home in the evening we go straight out into the backyard to let the dogs go to the bathroom, check the chicken and duck food and water levels, and tend to the plants in the garden.  But with the random rain storm yesterday, we got to skip most of our outdoor chores and just have some fun inside.

Renee was having so much fun that I decided to pick up the camera and snap a few shots of her antics:

She is big into imitating what Jeff and I do these days.  We have an old cell phone laying around for her to play with and make pretend calls.  She says, "HaaaDooo!" instead of hello, it is so cute!!

"HaaaDooo!"

Renee is also an expert at walking now, so much so that she's putting her best efforts into to running as fast as she can.  Before, when she would try to run, her feet would move really fast, but she wouldn't actually go forward any faster than when she was walking.  She's been getting the hang of though lately, and loves zipping back and forth around the house.

Here she comes!

And there she goes!!

Watch out!!

And there she goes again!!

 And she absolutely loves to go up on the couch (or our bed) and jump around.  She stands next to it, pointing to the cushions saying, "Bah! Bah! Bah!," (translation: Up! Up! Up!) until you lift her up.  And oh my goodness, the drama that ensues if you tell her no!  I'll have to do another post on how dramatic she can be another time.  Back to last night's fun:

"Hey Kirby, stop licking my face!!"

 She gets a kick out of standing up, taking a step or two, and then falling down onto the cushions.

And her giggle is so contagious!  Jeff and I just watch her and smile, she is so much fun!!

 And most recently she's been working on her somersaults.  Well, we've been working on them anyway.  This is how it works; I tell her to go upside down and she puts her head on the ground, like so:

Then I lift her feet up and gently guide her over onto her back: 

Then she lays on her back and says, "mo, mo!" which means "more, more."  And we do it again, and again, and again!

Sometimes I take advantage of the situation and steal some kisses on her belly, which I love.  And it makes her giggle, which I also love :D 

Silly girl!!

And thankfully, for as silly and active as she is, she is still willing to stop and give Mommy and Daddy a hug.  And sometimes, if we're really lucky, we get a nice big slobbery kiss too.  Although most of the time when I ask her for a kiss she smiles, says, "No!" (her favorite word lately) and runs the other way.  It's okay though, I just steal them whenever I get the chance.