Monday, May 5, 2008

the little munch, and the end of an era

The little munch has picked up two *awesome* new habits.

We've been trying to potty train him. On his third birthday weekend, after we got home from New Mexico, he started in underwear full time during the day, even if he has an accident -- back in underwear. We have a plethora of Diego, Scooby, Spiderman, Thomas, and other underoos. He was doing okay, just a few accidents, but this weekend he started a fun trick. He came out of his room the other day and had peed and poo'd in his pants. Great. So he got cleaned up. Then the other day, I thought he was making the "I have to go the bathroom" look, and he went in his room and shut the door. I went in there a second later, and there he was, pooing in his pants. Then he confirmed my suspicion when yesterday, he was outside with Tony. He came in through the back door and hauled ass to his room and shut the door. I said, "AIDAN!" and ran after him and opened the door. And there he was, peeing. Pee coming out of his pant leg onto the carpet. Like, he had to run PAST the bathroom to get to his room. Why not just go pee on his toilet?

His other fun new habit is an extension of his apparently inherited OCD. We all know he has to have all of his crayons facing the same way, and that every toy person has to be seated on the same spot every time in a toy bus. Now, he's decided that his blankets have to be PERFECT in order for him to relax. He will literally wake up in the night and come in my room. I put him back in bed and cover him up, and before I'm out of the door, he says MOMMY with urgency. I am like, WHAT? thinking he's scared of something. He says, "My covers are broken." In other words, "fix them."

And this weekend saw the end of an era. My coffee pot died. You all know how much coffee I drink, and this is the pot we got when we got married, with the cool spherical carafe. Oh well. I had to toss it out and go buy another one. It's like replacing your old spherical friend with a new, shiny, chrome friend. Oh well.

Reading: Tiny Ladies in Shiny Pants by Jill Soloway

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