Showing posts with label Toddler. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Toddler. Show all posts

June 22, 2012

On potty training: a post for people interested in this sort of thing

Roscoe showed interest in potty training around 18 months, but I was working 4 days a week then and our nanny at the time didn't seem particularly interested in facilitating his transition out of diapers, which really was fine because he seemed so young and we had a new baby due in a few months and it felt like a bad time to push a big developmental milestone. So I said, "oh, after the baby is a few months old, then we can try." At that time, I thought that Merritt's birth would bring the end of my work, so it seemed that I would have more time to devote to potty training "once work ended." Well, we all know how that story went.

I've put off potty training (or potty "learning" as some like to call it) at least three separate times since then: once when the postpartum period and life with two under two was a lot tougher than I thought it would be; then, when work's end was on the horizon (yet again, but not really though); and finally when we decided we were moving to Richmond.

In May, Roscoe turned three, the average age of potty training. While we don't call it potty learning around here, I do believe that child readiness is the single most important factor to success, and Roscoe has made a few big leaps in progress over the last month or so.

His journey has looked something like this:
  • 18 months - 24 months: We bought a potty chair and a stool so he could reach the sink. He was interested to sit on his little potty with all of his clothes on, and even went through a phase where he would ask to sit on it a few times a day. He liked to hang out in the bathroom while we used the toilet. He enjoyed helping with and learning about the process: handed us toilet paper, flushed the toilet, or washed his hands when we did. He would take his diaper off without warning, loved to be without it. At this age he was not bothered a bit to sit in a dirty diaper, he had more interesting things to do like play.
  • 24 months - 33 months: Basically the same as 18-24 months except he had zero interest in sitting on his little potty. We bought a potty seat. Diaper changing also became a serious battle. Momma and Poppa grew tired of grown up poops in a two year old's diaper. Roscoe loathed having to take time away from life to get a clean diaper.
  • 34 months: I asked him why he didn't like to sit on the potty. Roscoe said he was "scared he would fall in", which really surprised me because we've never talked about anything like that with him before, I thought those kinds of fears didn't really exist without some suggestion. We relocated the stool from the sink to the regular toilet, and relocated the potty seat from the bathroom closet to the regular toilet. He liked the new arrangement and would sit on it when he felt like it. We would ask Roscoe if he needed to go potty, he would reply no, then 15 minutes later we'd realize that he needed a diaper change.
  • 35 months: One day in the backyard Roscoe proudly demonstrated that he could pull his pants up and down. He would poop or pee in his diaper then find us to tell us, "I peed..." or "I pooped...change me." He asked to sit on the potty to pee before bath and was successful. 
  • 36 months: He would wake up mostly dry in the morning, and sometimes dry after nap. He continued to demand diaper changes after peeing or pooping.  He would get really upset if he peed, even a little bit, in his diaper before bed and would demand a change. He declared that he needed to pee on the potty, but decided he was done less than 30 seconds later so I offered a cupcake as a reward for peeing now or later, or whenever. He sat with determination and 4 or 5  minutes later we heard shrieks of "I did it!" 
  • 37 months: Same as last month, but now he says things like, "I'm peeing in my diaper." (present tense!) And we'll say, "Do you want to go in the potty?" And he'll reply, "No, I'd rather just go in my diaper."
See!? Progress!!

Every kid has their own journey out of diapers, and I'm excited for all of us that this Summer may mark the end of Roscoe's.

When did your kiddo make the big transition?  Any tips?

April 4, 2012

Then and Now


All along, we've thought that baby Roscoe looked nothing like big boy Roscoe, whether the comparison was made at six months or a year, or two. When he was born I remember the weight of his little body feeling so familiar, but for days and days I just couldn't place his features. He was our little ET.

A recent photo from our latest shoot made me do a double take. It's a rare expression and I recognized that face immediately. After digging through his birth photos I found it. Less than an hour old, in his Poppa's arms for the first time.

Back then, as I quietly took him in, obsessing over every newly born detail, I had no idea who he would be or what he would look like three years into the future. It is hard to believe that there ever existed a point in time when that knowing little face of his felt like a stranger.

As sophisticated and independent as Roscoe is at 2, it's sweet to catch a glimpse of my baby as I remember him in the first hours of his life.

February 1, 2012

Merritt is 11 months old


Over the weekend he took his first steps and today he walks!!

January 10, 2012

Roscoe goes to school


I've been looking into preschool opportunities for Roscoe, not so much for now, but maybe in 6 months and most definitely by the time that he turns four.

Montessori, Reggio Emilia, and Waldorf are among the philosophies that I want to learn more about and I was happy to find that Richmond Waldorf offers a 6 week parent/toddler program that meets for two hours once a week. The sessions serve to introduce Waldorf education to parents, and to provide a transitional setting for little ones.

Today was Roscoe's first day of preschool, and he was pretty excited.  We were asked to bring a piece of fruit, some nuts, or a vegetable to contribute to the communal snack--Roscoe chose an apple.  We were told that class would not begin until every student was present so we made an effort to get there early and when we arrived we were ushered to a homey little space and greeted by a warm and soft spoken teacher.

Class began with a circle where our teacher shared three finger play songs about wintertime and a short story about a little boy who's family relied on candlelight during a power outage in a snowstorm.

Next, the parents set about crafting a "toy" for the children while the kids were offered free play among the play stations on the other side of the room.  Most kids (ranging in age from 1 1/2 to 2 1/2) opted to help at their mom's side, and so together we shelled walnuts and then made candles from walnut halves that we filled with beeswax and a wick.  The meat of the nuts was incorporated into the daily snack, and the kids seemed to take some pride in that.  Roscoe is impressed with the four candles that we made.  All of the children were mesmerized when, during snack, the lights were dimmed and the candles lit in shallow bowl of water.

I liked the contrast of work and play, and the gentle rhythm of the day.  Roscoe is very kinetic and expresses himself in very physical ways.  I think he will benefit from the peaceful environment and the emphasis on nature and natural play things.

After snack, the kids were offered more free time while the parents discussed Waldorf in more detail.

We're really looking forward to next week.

What preschool does your child attend, or in what preschools are you considering enrolling your child ?  I'd love to hear what you like about the philosophy that you've chosen.

July 30, 2011

Soak it up


Roscoe discovers how to jump off the bed at 8:50 on a Summer morning.

May 25, 2011

Roscoe's Bugs

For his birthday, Roscoe received a butterfly house. The caterpillars arrived a few days ago and were quickly named Chloe (shared by our dog), Merritt, Bug, Butterfly, and Roscoe.

Roscoe is quite excited about his caterpillars and since he loves to watch video of himself and has started to demand it, this video is about Roscoe and his caterpillars. The first part is the most entertaining but without my computer I didn't edit out the rest.


April 16, 2011

Easter eggs


I've been wanting to try natural dyes for Easter eggs, and since Roscoe's little paws are in the mix this year the timing is perfect. I bought a short ebook online and gathered my supplies.

We took the easy route and used ingredients that we already had on hand: saffron, beets, paprika, chili powder, and grape juice. For each color I combined two tablespoons of spice in two cups of boiled water and let it simmer for 10 minutes. Then I poured the dye into a bowl with two tablespoons of vinegar. I boiled three dozen eggs and prepared the dyes the night before so that we were all set to go when Roscoe woke up this morning.

I rolled out the splat mat (one of our best baby/toddler purchases to date) and set out the bowls of dye. Roscoe hand dropped all the eggs into his bowls of choice and then stirred them around with a spoon. We let them sit over breakfast and when he pulled them out they were so pretty!

Once they dried, we rubbed each egg with a few drops of olive oil intensifying the color and giving it a glossy finish (maybe we used a tad too much!). I love how they turned out though--more beautiful than any dye from a Paas box.

Now that we've tried it, I can't imagine going back to our old ways. There's a lot of opportunity for creativity with this method too. Different ingredients, different colors, lots of fun to be had reinvigorating an Easter tradition. I'd love to make green and blue next year.

April 4, 2011

Roscoe on the farm

Roscoe's having his birthday party at a farm this year. I'm really excited for him. He adores goats, and I think that a get together will all of his friends on a working farm will be perfect.

This particular farm also offers a wide variety of classes to kids of all ages. A few months ago I registered Roscoe for Little Hands on the Farm, an exploratory opportunity for 2 and 3 year olds. I was pleased to have taken one of the last seats in a class scheduled just before Merritt's due date, and I had been looking forward to enjoying a morning with my little guy in the fresh air and sunshine, just the two of us , and also hoped to have a chance to check out the grounds as part of my prep work for his party.

Unfortunately, the weather was damp and chilly the morning of our scheduled farm day and I didn't want to stress Merritt, so Andy took Roscoe while the babe and I stayed home to snooze. From the looks of it, Roscoe had a blast and I hope to join in on the fun with another class later this spring.

Among other things, the kids got to meet a baby sheep, read a story together in the barn, help with various farm chores, learn about sheep's wool and yarn making, and craft "ears" out of real lambs wool.

Meet and greet with baby sheep

Farm chore: moving hay from the bags to feeding buckets

Lambs wool ears and demonstrations
Now that Roscoe has more or less reached the magic cut-off age (2 years) for locally offered activities, I really want to expose him to some new experiences over the summer months. So far, swimkids and tumbling are our choice picks. Anyone else looking to Summer now that the weather has turned?

February 27, 2011

Meanwhile

While I've been tending to our family's littlest newbie over the past week, Roscoe seems to have grown right up.


Apparently, a lot can change in seven days. A new baby, a new routine, a big boy who eats sushi and goofs off for the camera.

I can't wait to reconvene as a family of four. I hope it's soon!

January 15, 2011

First Haircut, 19 months

I have been growing out my hair for what feels like forever, after a botched highlight job back in 2008. While a trim is recommended every 6-8 weeks, I tend not to get around to maintenance but every 6-8 months. The truth is that I'm even less inclined to find time for myself when I'm pregnant or otherwise preoccupied, so I can't even remember the last time I paid Mikel a visit.

And then there's poor little Roscoe. We've never before cut his hair, mostly because he's had so little of it since he was born. Over the last few months it's become pretty unruly--curly when wet, but super fine and unable to hold shape once it dries. I was certain that the weight of almost 20 months of baby hair was dragging his curls down. Add in the static of Winter and it's been quite unfortunate. We realized the extent of it last weekend while browsing in Ikea. Ragamuffin came (lovingly) to mind.

I decided a month ago that a double date haircut was in order, and I've been looking forward to this day ever since. For me: the experience of infrequent pampering in the form of a salon shampoo. For him: the opportunity to unearth the true nature of his auburn locks.

We decided from the start that Roscoe in my lap would offer up our best chance of success. He donned a little animal print apron and sat happily in my ever-disappearing lap until Mikel's comb stroked through a little dried yogurt camped out in Roscoe's bang--that was the beginning of the end. Tears ensued, and his eyes never completely dried out.

This photo sums up Roscoe's first hair cut:


After a few gimmicks, we found that a good 'ol chat about goats and goat poop (never fails!) calmed him down enough to complete about 80% of the cut.

We decided to give Roscoe a break from the stress and so I got my hair cut while he impatiently observed. He asked no less than ten times if I was "done?", and when the blow dryer finally stopped buzzing, the answer was yes and Roscoe did his happy little trot dance saying "OK! OK!".

But we still had 10% finishing touches to add to Roscoe's cut, and the results were achieved with similar unrest.

Mikel snipped tiny bits of hair as he went and never cut off anything substantial, so the "first haircut" envelope in the baby book will remain empty until next time.

Afterward, we stopped next door for a quick dinner and Roscoe picked out a raspberry tart and a yogurt as a special treat.




Back at home, after bath and half-way through bedtime routine, I snapped a few "after" pictures. Since Mikel did a dry cut, it was hard to know what the final results would be.




I'll have to wait for tomorrow to see how it behaves when it's dry, but so far so good!

October 1, 2010

Work it Out

Sometimes, the hardest part is getting out the door

Ready to feel the burn!

Post-run, and feelin' good

Time to refuel

September 23, 2010

Roscoe's Turn


After so much attention on Little Sears this week, Roscoe had his 15 month appointment this afternoon--even though he just turned 16 months.

We arrived early and played outside in the (hot) sunshine for 20 minutes. Then on our way inside Roscoe tripped and cut his lip so we made a grand, bleeding entrance. After stickers and snacks he was feeling much better but his little wound continued to bleed for most of the visit.

We got to see yet another nurse practitioner that I did not care for. Do any other moms nursing toddlers get the side eye when breastfeeding is brought up? I do not get it. Otherwise, Roscoe got his vaccinations, and a flu shot--and they gave me mine too, which was convenient!

He's now in the 43rd percentile for weight, and 11th percentile for height. Little Shorty!!

September 8, 2010

New(er) tricks

Roscoe has recently become sneaky with his diaper, tearing it off at a moments notice and gallivanting around buck naked. We think it's great, besides the occasional accident.

Our labor day barbecue provided the perfect opportunity to show off.









August 5, 2010

Sleeping Beauty


This is Roscoe. He's asleep. On his mattress. For the first time ever.
It's a beautiful thing.
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