Archive for July, 2008
Beginning to read and damp nights
One of last night’s pre-bedtime book choices involved numbers. The main character is counting sheep, and he himself is a sheep. He gets to nine, then realizes he forgot to count himself. You turn the page and the only word is “Ten”. I point to it while Bean is spitting out all sorts of numbers, none of which are actually ten. We have been working on sounding things out, so I point to the ‘t’ and she gives me a ‘tt’ sound, then she spits out the ‘nnn’ and puts them together into a glorious “TENNNNN”. I could not have been more proud.
Now, if we could just get two nights in a row without an accident I would really be on Mommy cloud nine. She has been using the potty for over a year and a half now, during the day. Night time is a different story. I did not worry about it, it would come when she was ready. Well, she started getting eczema spots around where the pull up covers. I switched to all dye and perfume free detergent, got her soap free body and hair wash, etc but it did not help. So, that leaves the pull ups themselves. Now we have to get down to business. She got all sorts of “special night underwear” including Diego, Cars, Princess and Curious George and she is really excited about that. She is also very excited about the prospect of getting to pick out whatever she wants from the dreaded ToysForUs. She has a hard time when she is really tired. I feel so bad, she gets so disappointed when she has an accident. We have only been at it a few days, and so far it has been one for one. I know she will get it, it is just hard to see her sad.
View from our mailbox
I was getting the photos off of the camera recently and saw this one. I remember taking it earlier this summer, and thought I was unable to capture the double rainbow. It was a pleasant surprise to see that I had. We had a couple of weeks of storms, and almost every rainbow we saw was a double, or, as Bean calls them “A two-fer Mom!”
Questions…
While sitting on the potty last night before bed, Bean says to me
“Sometimes I wonder about my birthparents”
She is just parroting a line from one of her books (not one I have a heck of a lot of love for, but was a gift to her) but I realize that the time is coming where all those questions will come into our conversations. I replied with ”You do have a Mom and Dad in China, what do you think they are doing right now?” She looked up out the skylight and commented on the bird poop that is up there and has been bothering her for some time. That was the end of the first discussion about her Chinese parents.
The good news is that I can talk about this topic without tears, something I really had to work for. I do need to get her some better books on the subject. This one is a bit ridiculous, and the entire story is written in the little girls voice, but from the APs perspective. That bugs me.





