Conversations you might overhear...

Layton: When I grow up, I want to be a fireman.
Ainslee: When I grow up, I want to be a tractor.
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Me: Man, Ava's getting a lot of hair up top
Layton: But Daddy's not
Trey: That's one for the blog
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Trey: Why?
Ainslee: because
Trey: Why?
Ainslee: because
Trey: Why?
Ainslee: BE-AH-CAUSE
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Me: Layton, you can't always wait until you get home to go poo-poo
Layton: But I don't like poo-pooing at Mrs. Joyce's
Me: Why not?
Layton: Because I have to wipe myself, and I always get it on my finger
Me: Do you wash your hands???????????
Layton: No, I just wipe it on my jeans
Me: EWWWWW....WASH YOUR HANDS...NOWWWW...and change your pants!

Hmm...

Okay so evidently, even FULLY potty-trained kids have an accident or two every now and then..And that's okay except it is leading me to have to completely remake my couch cushions. It's not totally his fault. Let me explain. Layton had skipped a nap and was VERY tired! He fell asleep on the couch and...had an accident. Well I'm totally grossed out by pee cushions so I had the brilliant idea to take the cover off and run it through the washing machine and soak the foam & batting in vinegar & water and then let it air dry in the beautiful day that was predicted. If you know anything about foam, you know more than me, and probably realize that fully soaked foam takes more like 20 years to dry, rather than just one nice day. So someone (ahem..Trey) left the cushions out overnight, and wouldn't you know it? A nice rain storm came through, and it rained ALL night. So now the cushions will probably never get dry all the way through; definitely not before they mildew, which is probably my least favorite smell in the whole world. So now I'm in the market for some really thick foam, like you see on those decorating shows. Does anybody know where to find that??? I think I can just cut out the shape of the cushion and will be all set. Wish me luck, and if you know of anything else to do when your child urinates on your furniture, send that my way too!

T-ball and FULLY potty trained

We signed Layton up for T-ball the other night. I was totally ready to take pictures of him handing his form and check to the lady there, like any good scrapbooker and blogger would. It just didn't turn out as picturesque as I had imagined though. There were just a bunch of dads standing around talking like little league was their life and one woman shivering in the cold taking money. Oh well! There will still be plenty of photo-ops during the season!! He's so excited, and we're hoping that he'll be on the same team with his cousin and some of his friends.

Layton is FULLY potty-trained. He has actually be daytime potty trained since he was 20 months old, but we hadn't quite conquered the night time. However this week, with Dave Ramsey engrained on our mind, we were out of grocery money and he was out of pull-ups. So we braved the night. We didn't let him have anything to drink after like 6:30 and then when he got up in the night (like he always does) we made him go potty then too. So far he's made it 3 nights with no accidents, and he's so proud of himself. I think his little ego took a hit when we let Ainslee wear panties to bed before we let him wear underwear. She's been day time potty trained since she was about 18 months and went for a few months without tee-teeing in her pull-ups when she slept, but wouldn't you know it, the night we let her try to sleep in her panties, she had an accident. Now she's a little gun-shy and doesn't want to try that again. Oh well I have a sneaky suspicion, that won't last long. There's not much that Layton does that Ainslee doesn't want to try too! Ava's even been sitting on the potty (with her clothes on!) when the bigger kids use the bathroom. She's only 15 months, and we're not getting our hopes up, but whoa! the money we could save....