Friday, February 27, 2009

Yargh!

My kids are so amazingly lucky they are cute because after today ugly kids would have been sold off to the gypsies.

One of the highlights of the days was Harry attempting to clean up his own poopy underwear. I was taking a nap since my husband got home a little early from work and woke up to a lot of yelling and sobbing. My husband was trying to get Harry to tell him where he had put his underwear out of fear that he had flushed it down the toilet in an attempt to clean up. Poop was everywhere in the bathroom, on Harry and some even made it downstairs. I calmed Harry down enough to get him to tell where the undies were and then realized that he had poop all over his shirt and on his hands. Nice huh?

This is the second time this week that Harry has tried to clean up after an accident and it went just as well the first time around. He hopefully knows now that he gets help from mommy and daddy next time he has an accident. I think I may stop giving him any fiber containing food just to cut down on the mess. Other than the poop potty training is going tolerably well. He has finally realized that he can't just pee any old time he wanted like he did in a diaper and is able to go longer between reminders. We are still having accidents but not nearly as many.

Evan is still playing up his "injury" even though his physical therapist gave him a through evaluation and could not find a blessed thing wrong with him. There is no reason he should be refusing to weight bear on his left foot other than the attention he gets from being hurt. I almost bumped into him with out actually touching him and you would have thought that I had gravely injured him the way he was carrying on. It is getting irritating and I am having a hard time getting him to realize that he is more likely to get a real injury if he carries on like this. I am trying to give him more attention at other times in the hopes that this will snap him out of it.

Both kids are suffering severely from selective deafness. They are only hearing me when they really want to and if it is something that they don't like they think that whining and crying about it will change my mind. Sadly all it does is earn them trips to their bedrooms (mostly so I can calm down and stop feeling like I want to smack them). I wish they had not hit this naughty stage simultaneously. I think I could handle it a bit better if they had just gone through this phase one at a time. Thank goodness it is the weekend!

18 comments:

The Estrogen Files said...

Hey, yur blog looks like MINE!! What good taste we have.

At least harry tried to clean up. Better than just wearing it.

Can boys be drama kings? I think I have one of those. Hope the "injury" is better.

Aunt Kathy said...

Too cute to sell to the gypsys LOL, been there, thought that.

Adam will be FIVE in September and we still can't get the poopy on the potty very often, but most of the time #1 goes fine. It's frustrating for me, my kids caught on great, so I am not used to this rebellion.

Heather said...

Hang in there mama! I have those days too.

Don Mills Diva said...

Well...at least Harry's trying right?

Right?

:-)

Jaelithe said...

Our family doctor had a really excellent way of dealing with an imaginary injury my son had. We had brought him in to the doctor for something else entirely, but the kid mentioned "My foot is hurt," when in actuality it had been hurt a week ago and was fine. But the doctor just said, "Oh, let me help you with that! I'll put a special bandage on it. You leave it on all day today and at night, when your parents take it off, your foot will be better." And he put a cool bandaid on it. Kid totally fell for it. Maybe you could convince the OT to do the same? (I don't think it works as well if parents try it. The kids KNOW we're tricksy.)

chelle said...

Hang in there. In theory this means the peaceful time will be simultaneous too!

My Ice Cream Diary said...

I know this makes me evil, but I love hearing about it when other mothers are suffering from the urge to sell their children. =)

Hang in there.

Midlife Midwife said...

I remember those days! I never did end up selling mine to the gypsies though...threatened to a lot of times. Good thing kids are cute.

Anonymous said...

I still have memories of how much "fun" potty training was---and my youngest is 20! But just think---eventually you will save money on diapers. (Hopefully, no underwear will get flushed down the toliet).
Harry obviously is reaching up to Evan, thinking he can do whatever his older brother can. This is very natural, and can be a good thing.
diana

much more than a mom said...

Yes, thank God it's the weekend! Sounds a lot like my house, minus the poop. We have INSANE screaming around here...usually "just for fun," which is not so much fun for me. ;-)

Karen (Pediascribe) said...

Don't sell them to the gypsies. I did that. And the gypsies brought them back and demanded a refund. But it was a very nice, quiet, peaceful 32 minutes. :)

Anyway...you didn't say....where HAD Harry stashed the underwear?

Gabriela said...

wow poop messes and selective hearing AND pregnancy. Yikes.

(and I totally agree with My Ice Cream Diary!!!)

Hang in there!

fidget said...

we had a similar weekend. Brownie baking was canceled and children went to bed early

Ruth said...

Yeah...Abby struggled with the poop too. However, she was not hit with the clean bug. She got her poop in the potty once and turned and saw it. She screamed and ran. She couldn't believe THAT had come out of her...and refused to do it again for a month. Self-constipation and accidents. Good luck.

Damselfly said...

Oh, what a day! I think about days like that, and sometimes I wonder what I am doing having another baby! :)

Amber said...

Oh my gosh--your days sounds like my month. And I am convinced that is why the good Lord makes 'em cute is so we don't sell them!

Zephra said...

But dont you know? They plan it that way. When we are sleeping at night, they are plotting. They are much more effective when they work together. You got one more too...You and your husband will be outnumbered now.

Anonymous said...

where did you get the awful idea to sell them to the gypsies??? honestly the circus would be way more lucrative.