The Can. Day 2

Potty progression continues!

Yesterday The Boy managed to stay dry all day. This morning P and I awaken to a shiny, happy coiler in the toilet! He beamed with pride, I gushed with joy, P canceled the diaper service.

Only a parent could get this excited about poo. Well, only parents and Chuck Berry.

Are We Close?

At 6:15 am this morning The Boy comes into our room and says, "Mom, I have to go pee." We both sit up in disbelief, "What?"

"I have to go pee."

Thirty seconds later the glorious sound of tinkling resonates from the bathroom.

I have to admit, up until this morning I had all but given up. We tried everything, books, videos, cartoons, role playing, demonstrations, logic (Son, this will really affect your dating potential when you get to high school). Out of frustration the other week I resorted to name-calling, which I can tell you, doesn't work.

The only thing that kept me going was the knowledge that soon he'd be old enough to change his own damn diaper.

Can it be true? Are we close to end of diapers? There have been so many false starts I don't want to get my hopes up, but this has been the biggest step forward so far.

Sam I Am Gets a Nip Tuck

Soon to be released is a new plastic surgery book for children.

According to Newsweek: "My Beautiful Mommy" aims to reassure kids that Mom's bruises and bandages are just temporary, and the new improved mommy won't be different, just 'prettier'.

I don't think there's been another kids book that so positively builds up a child's body image and self-esteem since "Janey Gets Boobs for Christmas", "1-2-3. Be Thin Like Me" and the popular John Holmes board book for boys "You're born with a Ding. I'm born with a Dong."

My Beautiful Mommy is available from Big Tent Books.

The Future of Daycare

Ask any parent in Vancouver about daycare/preschool and their shoulders will slump. Then they'll sigh heavily before launching into their story of waitlists, lotteries and catchment areas. The shortage of daycare/preschool spaces is a huge problem around here.

But we're one of the lucky ones. Last week we were offered a space at one of the newer daycares in the city. It's a bit of the drive to get there, but at least we have something.

It's a little cramped, but The Boy doesn't seem to really mind. He complains about it, but don't all kids whine about going to daycare?











In addition to one hour of "exercise time" each day, the kids do a lot of arts and crafts. Making license plates mostly, but once in a while he comes home with a macaroni picture.