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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Wimpy Wimpy Wimpy

I took Lilah for her 9 month check up yesterday. She is healthy and perfect in every way, Thank G0d. She's working on teeth #5 and 6, she is eating more table food every day, she is babbling with a couple of consistent words (Lilah and Mama), and she has always been a star sleeper. But she is wimpy. She has only gained a little over a pound in the past 3 months. While she can kick the crap out of you and can even do pelvic lifts, and she is seriously lacking in the upper body strength department. In related news, she has no will to crawl. So, we're going to squeeze in an extra meal a day even though she never seems hungry, and we're going to do an upper body workout every morning (which she hates). Over the next 3 months we're going to beef up. GRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm cute, even though I'm wimpy:



Work out? You must be joking.



No, really, I'm good.



See my baby biceps? No? Hmmm.



Who needs to learn how to crawl with a smile like this?

Hmmmmm, updates anyone?

Oh, look! A blog! I kind of forgot about it. So here's what's been going on:

Snow! First we had a little, then we had A LOT. After the first snow, Sophie helped shovel:

We celebrated Chanukah for 8 crazy nights. Well, 6 out of 8 were crazy with parties, dinners, etc. Sophie lit her own menorah for the first year and it was Lilah's first Chanukah!



Aunt Ave graduated from nursing school- with an award! The original graduation date was postponed due to the blizzard, causing Aunt Sharon to miss it even though she flew in specifically for the occasion. We partied on the original graduation date and attended the ceremony the next night. We are so proud of Avery!


Sophie is completely potty trained- even at night! That was FAST! I guess when you're ready, you're ready.


So that's basically what's been going on. All of that plus packing for the big move (less than 2 months to go!), hanging out with friends, not treadmilling as much as I'd like (with the exception of one awesome 16 mile week), and having colds.

Monday, December 7, 2009

You can lead a toddler to a toilet...

...but you can't make her use it until she really wants to. Like every other developmental milestone she has embarked upon, Sophie would not be potty-trained until SHE decided it was time. We went through this with crawling, walking, self-feeding, EVERYTHING! The girl is smart. She is a fast learner. But, boy is she strong-willed. (I wonder where she gets it from?) We had been working on potty-training for the past year. Each time someone had a suggestion for us, my response was, "Thanks! We've actually tried that. She knows exactly what to do and how to do it, she just doesn't WANT to do it yet. When she decides to, she will." This past Friday night she decided it was time. I still don't even know how it happened- it was that quick. One second she was playing, the next she was sitting on the potty going. There was no turning back after that. We've had four successful days now with just a couple of accidents (which were my fault for taking my eyes off of her for one second). Here is our potty training experience in pictures:

This is Sophie a year ago, sitting on her new Elmo potty. She is very excited about sitting on a potty (and getting stickers), but has no interest in actually using it:

This is back in the summer when we bought her underwear. Again, very excited about wearing undies, but when she needed to use the bathroom she would cry hysterically, pleading for a diaper to go in instead of going on the toilet.

The products of yesterday's trip to Target now that Sophie has decided to start using the toilet regularly- new Ariel undies (Elmo was so last year), pull-ups for night time, a second potty seat for the downstairs bathroom, M&M's for rewarding successful potty trips, a princess tea set from Nana and Poppa because WE ARE ALL SO PROUD!!!, and resolve for the inevitable accidents:

We are on a roll here, people, on a roll!