After several months (let's call it 6) of pestering Audrey about potty training, Lisa and I finally decided to let her do it on her own time. I was shocked to hear 3 year olds don't always do what mommy and daddy tell them to do.
Anyway, on October 1st when Lisa was getting Audrey out of bed Lisa said "guess what today is Audrey" and Audrey calmly replied "Potty Training Day". Really!? Okay! Let's make a chart and go for it. After 3 little accidents that morning she's been perfect.
With a gift given for every 7 successful potty runs, you can imagine their would be a big gift at the end of the chart. Well, we gave Audrey some choices . . . a bike, maybe a trip to Disneyland . . .
. . . nope, she wanted a freakishly large tinker bell balloon. Lifesize actually to a 3 year old. Some things aren't meant to be blown up. Tinker bell is no longer a cute little pixie in my mind.
Audrey was so excited about her new found independence, she had to create a cheer for it. I'm not sure which side of the equation I'm more worried about when I notice that my 3 year old is one clothes pin away from fitting into her mother's high school cheerleading uniform.
Audrey bragging to her little brother . . . perhaps a challenge . . . "see how impressed mom and dad are with me . . what have you done lately". Okay Sam, show us what you've got . . .
Oh my Sam, you're going to have to bring a little better game than that!
October also brought a trip to the pumpkin farm, now an annual tradition with Sydney. Here comes the token parent comment "I can't believe how much they've grown!". : (
I was pretty happy when Audrey turned down the caramel apple and elephant ear for the much healthier roasted corn . . . until I saw the melted butter vat that they dipped it into 3 times. Audrey was in heaven.
Sam is taking the "scare" part of scarecrow seriously. Well done kiddo.
Any chance he's shedding some of the baby fat? HAH!
Mom took one look at the butcher knife I pulled out to carve my pumpkin and quickly went in to safe'n'sane mode.
Hands down, Audrey's favorite part of her butterfly costume was the little bit of make-up on her nose. She literally had a panic-attack when she thought she smudged it on the way to Sydney's house for trick'or'treating. Tradgedy averted when mommy pulled out a little eye-liner.
Scary Giraffe.
The past several years Lisa and I have taken Audrey to Queen Anne Avenue. While this has been great as it's very festive, and frankly very easy, our move to the suburbs was complete when we did the old fashioned "door to door". It was surprisingly nostalgic.
Sam doesn't realize in this photo that mommy and daddy have poached all of his halloween candy. Better luck next year "gum boy".
