Tasha Grows up:The potty wars won!

Tasha is in her 2nd week of actually going to the potty. It is amazing to me, that the toddler whose diaper I was changing less then 2 weeks ago is now a little girl. She used to be so clingy, and now to our surprise total Independence has invaded our lives.

The toddler who used to sit on the steps and tearfully wave good by to her mom, just gave her a hug this morning as sang out Bye Mama! as she ran back to he room.

What happened?

Kids change in the wink of an eye. Certain milestones, bring certain maturity comes with each one.

I remember when Denise didn't want to walk to the door with me, it was a tiny bit devastating to me, my little girl had grown up.She ran the other way out the back door. I was sad, but I got over it quickly when she showed me that new doors were opening. She hopped on her tricycle and rode off into the sunset, and ran into the side of the house.

Tasha has been skating on her Barbie skates, all through the house. She falls, and has to be helped up so she still needs us, but it is just in a different way.

New hurdle: Dancing school. Oh Boy.

Potty training wars part 2..Toddler:2 Adults:0

Denise is pulling her hair out. She is convinced she will be supplying diapers for Natasha when she is going off to college. I assured her that is not the case. Well I certainly hope not, but I think, the way things are going, maybe high school. She go when the captain of the football team refuses to go out with her..

It baffles me how a three year old, who without any help from the adults in her life can: post a message on my FB page, take out the old DVD and put in Barney, knows when to press play and can rewind it to her own favorite parts and  put it away when done, Can tell me letters on my keyboard, keeps telling me she needs to type her blog, was twittering last night and, the biggie, can put the potty chair in place on the seat sit on it for 45 minute while singing songs, reading books, and doing finger plays, get off and promptly goes potty within 3 minutes of getting down and in pull-ups or underwear.

What am I missing? i had considered leaving her on 24 hours but was waylaid by the thought of a visit from DSS...nasty people those DSS workers. No sense of humor at all. 

This is about our third month doing intensive potty training, we have offered dinner at Denny's, a new toy, Dora's talking backpack (a real sacrifice on my part, I hate any toy that talks, moves or otherwise has the potential to wake me up at three in the morning when Eric comes in from work and steps on it.) Toys should be silent.

The fact is, she won none of these because she didn't make it. 

She tells me, she doesn't want to be a big girl, she wants to be a baby. I tell her, she is a big girl even if she is not trained so she might as well go all the way, Still we can get her on first thing in the morning and be successful, but it goes downhill from their. Stalemate Our new blackmailing trick is a beautiful new princess dress from Walmart, hanging in the dining room door:one day with only two mistakes and she can wear it. We shall see.

Well, enough potty training woes, Please if any of you moms have the secret share, share,share.

because I  don't see diapers big enough for 6 year old, much less 16 year old. Any potty training stories? Share please!

and so the battle continues.... 

A day in the life of a three year old

I think Sharon was the age of three when I decided not to have Any more children. It must have been then, because Natasha is now three and she is well, something else. 

This morning at 6:15 am she pops out of her 

bed into mine and is there about 3 seconds before she announces she wants food. 

I asked her what she wanted and she informed me she wanted Dip and chocolate. Hmm, well Mommy is not going to kill me today, no siree so I asked her to settle for waffles and sausage.

that was acceptable, so we go out to the kitchen where she proceed to pull her little chair over to the counter and help Nanny prepare breakfast. She did really well, popping the waffle in the toaster, then with a spoon she buttered her waffle, and i put the Nutrella on it. 

Perfect team we are, I had toast and she had waffles..well wait a minute, she decided she wanted a piece of my toast. OK. I put my dish in the dishwasher, she did the same. 

Now Nanny gets on the computer, and Tasha is going to watch a video. She  picks a video we got from Netflix, yesterday Potty Training Power, I am thinking this is not going to last long but Tasha watching it no less then 7 times befor

e coming into the kitchen to help me make spaghetti sauce and put it in the crock pot. 

So while I am busily chopping tomatoes, onions, mushrooms and garlic:Tasha is building a castle out of the cans of tomato sauce and tomato pas

te. 

She is anxious for me to open the cans because that's her part to pour them into the crock pot.

When I do open them, she very carefully pours reminding as I use the can opener not to hurt myself when I pull the lids out. 

Yes, OK, I cut myself on a lid once. Incred

ible memory this three year old.

After that we shared a yogurt, take a bath and get ready for rest time. At three we never call it  a nap anymore that doesn't goesover. "I'm a 

big girl Nanny, I don't take Naps!" Yes I put that in bold print with a capital N that is how vehement we were.

Shes down, resting in dreamland with a band new bunny that talks and sings and does all kinds of stuff. I am sure her mom willpull the plug very soon. :)

Three is a interesting age. I have a very

 grownup three yearold, and yet one who throws a tantum in a moment. (we don't reconize tantums). She can carry on a conversation like a 6 year old: Nanny, what happen to that man in the movie? Is he hurt,?"

then she can get into the baby stage This mor

ning: "But I don't want to be a big girl and go potty."

She still likes to sleep on her mom's lap and my big confession is yes, she still has her Bo Bo (pacifier) but her mom is worth it. 

She has an amazing personility this one. She soaks life up like a spong. 

She learned yesterday that all people are not He's, and she made sure I knew it this morning. 

"Nanny, I just want younot to be confused," I am amazed by the words that comeout of her. 

Her will is very strong, as she stands and looks at me with her hands on her hips, eyes flashing

"I do not want to go potty  Nanny!,"

Maybe it wasn't three maybe it was 4. Because it it such a versital age, so many changes taking place. So much learning about the world and looking into her future is exciting. I know there are many things exciting going to happen there.

Now if we can just get her potty trained.