Toddlers are the enemy.

Clubbin at Home

So those weekend getaways with you and your friends might not completely come to an end, but they will be slightly altered. Tonight we had planned on going out with a group of friends and family but it seemed like every baby sitter in the world had plans or was unable to reach. So with that said our usual date night included a two year old third wheel.

What Sleep?!?

I new that eventually babies would cry in the middle of the night, but what is with my son not going to sleep till 1-2 in the morning? And then after that he is still up bright and early with full energy ready to play. Oh and don't even think that you can ignore them, I've gotten a couple of sippy cups thrown at my head that way. What it all comes down to, we trade our sleep and our sanity for his peace and quiet.

BathTime Troubles

My son loves bathtime until one day I gave him a bath over at my moms house. I was letting the water out and that little slurping sound the water makes as the last bit drains out......terrified him. So after that it was only sink baths. But as he got bigger I missed the way he loved to be in the tub with his toys so with a lot of effort we eventually got him back in. Now I'm wishing we could just hose him down in the back yard.(no, really). Today I was giving him a bath and I usually put him on the potty first to see if he got to poop. After about 5 minutes and just a little tinkle I figured it was safe. WRONG. As soon as I put him in the tub I knew something was wrong because he wouldn't sit down. As I was going for the towel there was two quick kurrpluunk's...NOOOOOOO!!!!! But it was too late. So I didn't really know what to do. It was my first poop in tub experience. So I grap a plastic baggie and waited for the tub to drain. The scoop them up as I would a dog's. I cleaned the tub and tried again. If at first you don't succeed, try try again.

Pooper Scoopers

The worst experience I've had so far is waking up and finding our 1 year old sitting on our new rug with his diaper off and playing in his poop. He managed to smear it all over himself and our rug. It was mortifying, I didn't know if this was one of those laugh later moments. Its been over a year and I'm not laughing yet.