Potty Time!

Grant has shown some interest in using the potty for a little while now, so we finally got him his own over the weekend. When we brought it in and showed it to him he just stood there with a big grin on his face. He was very excited. He is also very excited to sit on the potty, though he only sits for about 2 seconds, then gets up to see if there is anything in there. The exciting news is that twice over the weekend there was something in the potty when he got up! We haven’t had any luck since, but he sure likes to sit on it. (He also wants to have all his clothes off when he sits on it.)

Grant has figured out that “timeout” is a punishment for doing something bad. Every time we tell him no or to stop doing something he says “Timeout? Timeout?” over and over. Once we asked him if he wanted a timeout and he said yes all excited. He started saying this after a day at the sitter’s so I asked her if Grant had gotten a timeout. She said no, but one of the girls has had timeout before, and the girls pretend to put their dolls in timeout. He must have just made the connection now.

Grant is turning into quite the little jabbermouth. Especially in the evenings, he gets to talking and does not stop. One night I brought a pizza home after work and Grant sat at the table with us while we ate and I think he talked the entire time he sat there. He must get it from his dad. J

On Sunday Grant and I were playing “nite nite” on our bed when he (accidentally) gave me a hard kick right to the nose. I thought he broke it, it hurt so bad, and I cried. Troy was in the shower and when he got out he told Grant to tell me sorry. This must have made an impression on Grant because he frequently looks at me and says sweetly “sorry Mommy,” even days later. He’s starting to make me feel bad!

Grant has started to say “excuse me” when someone/something is in his way. He says it to us when we have our feet on the ottoman or he wants to get around us, but my favorite is when he says it to things. The other day we were in the bathroom with the door partially closed and he stood at the door saying “excuse me, excuse me” trying to get through the crack without actually opening the door up himself.

Grant the Artist and Other Stories

One of these days I will post about Christmas....

-Grant discovered the pockets in his pants the other day. He tried so hard to get his hands in, and needed a little help from Mommy. He ends up pulling his pants down a little while he does it, it's really funny.

-On my day off I made Grant a fort with a blanket, but he kept calling it a fork. Just like he calls his paintbrush a toothbrush.

-We've put Grant on the potty a few times. We really need to get him his own little potty. He hasn't gone yet, but he keeps asking to "go potty" so maybe it will click one of these days.

-For Christmas Grant got an art easel and some art supplies. He loves to use the watercolor paints. And his favorite color to use? White. Hmm, doesn't show up on the white paper. Second favorite color? Brown.

-I've had to brush the snow off my car almost every day this week. When I use the windshield wipers to get the last of it, Grant always says "Bye snow!" I sure wish the snow would go away!