Well...I said I'd never do it. Now it's time to eat crow. I remember quite emphatically stating several months ago that I would never join the world of bloggers. Who would possibly want to read what I had to say?....cynically. And how many times I've read other's posts and wondered why in the world they felt they had to share that with the world?....again cynically.
Now I'm here, trying my hand at full-fledged blogging. My mind has changed for two reasons: First, having two children, I have been horribly negligent in keeping a baby book for my second child especially, and only for about a year for my first. I realized that keeping a blog would give regular updates about the life of my children, stories that perhaps they would like to hear when they are older. Secondly, there have been times when I wished someone could give me practical advice, someone who had already crossed that bridge. For instance, I'm just finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel with potty training my youngest. It crossed my mind many times that if I had a blog, maybe someone could give me some great tips. That is, if anybody actually reads it....again, wonderful cynicism.
So, this blog is essentially dedicated to Hannah and Seth. Most of what I write will be about them.
And, thanks in advance to my sisters and maybe even my nieces.....I'm quite sure they'll read my posts at least!
6 comments:
Let me be the first to welcome you to the world of blogging. I cannot wait to hear your stories as I quite frequently share them with friends and co-workers.
As far as the potty training tips...as you well know, my girls were potty trained by the time they were one! So I am not sure what the problem is here...right. Then again, I don't have a boy who asks me if "I peed or pooped in my pull up." Good luck with that, that's all I have to say. j
Well Aunty Darla do I have some tips for you!
1. Never let your children near sharp, pointy objects;
2. Teach them that plugins are bad things and not to stick scissors in them;
3. Dont let Uncle Dave alone with them for more than 30 seconds, or you might find tips one and two violated...
That is all the wisdom I will impart at this time...
Have a marvelous day.
Well, I assume that the second "Laura" comment was actually from Rachel....
Yes, Uncle Dave worries me too, hee, hee. Especially with your second point...since he actually discovered the power of electricity himself when he was about Seth's age.
Lord, what I have I set myself up for?
Well, I am afraid you are one up on me by starting this blog. I think though that it will serve its purpose well. You will have a record of many, many wonderful and not so wonderful moments with your toads. They love it! they will read and read and reread it often. Once you show them where it is that is. Boys tend to be physical roller coaster rides with a little emotions thrown in and girls tend to be emotional roller coaster rides with a little physical stuff thrown in.
My toad was potty trained by 18 months once he could stay dry all night. Smarties, stories, songs, spending lots of time on the side of the tub waiting while he was on the toilet and gobs and scobs of praise did the rest.
Cough, cough! Dads are great places for learning "stuff" but you do gots to let him learn to be a boy and that is one thing moms can't do as well as dads.
Mrs. Wizzle: He learned just like yours did, books, smarties, and lots of time and, yes, praise. I just did not have the patience to persevere in the past - yes, I will admit this now - for more than a few days. I wanted it sooner! It's only because I was adamant about him not being a FOUR-YEAR-OLD IN DIAPERS (gasp!) that I persisted this time. And, he's still not night trained, but is basically day trained (after six weeks), which shows how stubborn he's been, eh?
And yes, I do not make a good substitute for dad at all, I'll agree.
Thanks for your comments. It's nice to know you read my posts.
It will be good to read the stories (man I'm not even sure how to spell stories...) I'm sure Darla will correct me....
It will be fun to read what they are up to....Even though I am not a parent and do not know first hand what ups & downs, laughter & tears, teachings & fears you all go through...I love my neices & nephews to death...after all who taught me that his favorite song ever to sing in church is..."Kromise"...and that he was so very upset he did not get to go to 'heavens' immediately after church instead of going home......
Lana
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