Friday, January 22, 2010

Crib and Stroller Recalls

Recently there have been 2 recalls - 1 for cribs and 1 for strollers.

Guess what - we had BOTH.

The first is for the Graco strollers - Alano, Spree and Passage style. It has to do with the canopy. You can read more about it on Classy Mommy's blog here. I simply had to call and request a repair kit. While we don't use the canopy, we may in the future at some point, or at least I would feel more comfortable selling it/donating it down the road when we decide we no longer need it.

The second is for Dorel cribs. You can read more information about this on Classy Mommy's blog here. We bought the crib with no moving parts, but apparently there can still be problems.

Please check both your cribs and strollers. Let's keep our precious children safe.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Ramblings of a Mother

Oh my, Oh my. It seems lately that while I have so many things to say about Daniel that I just can't seem to get them down into any kind of readable format. So today, if you don't mind, I'm going to ramble.

Daniel is growing. Fast. I mean super fast, as in his 3T's are going to barely make it through winter and I only have 3T summer clothes. I think the shorts will fit since he has the tiny waist, but the shirts are going to be way too short. His shoes are the same story. One pair every couple of months. At this rate, I'm afraid he's going to tower over me at the ripe old age of 8.

Speaking of ripe old age, Daniel told Troy and I that he was going to go to the store "by myself". I asked him how he was going to get there and I got the response of "I'm going to drive the truck". When I asked how he would reach the pedals he said "I'm just going to drive the truck." Well that settles it. I'm making a grocery list for him now (LOL!)

Are your 3 year olds back seat drivers? Mine sure is! As in constant "Green light Mommy, GO!" or my personal favorite "Stop sign Mommy...You didn't stop Mommy". I rolled people, I rolled and no one was coming, I swear!

"I can do it myself" is the newest phrase of the house. And let me tell you he can do just about anything if he puts his mind to it. I can't believe some of the things he can do! Did you know when he's in his "I can do it myself" mode that he CAN actually brush his teeth nicely or wash his hands properly on his own?! (I use the term properly loosely. I don't expect him to scrub his fingernails with a brush or anything – just overall cleanliness.)

Did you know that buying a child 14 new pairs of underwear to try to combat doing laundry every day or two motivates them to stop peeing in their underwear? We do still have an accident every couple of days, but suddenly Daniel is starting to stay dry ALL DAY!!!! But really, after we bought him 14 new pairs of underwear? I'm out of pants before I'm out of underwear now!!

We have follow ups on the 3rd of February to look at his kidney and bladder again. Please keep praying they keep healing. We're amazed by his healing already! Thank you Lord and all our prayer warriors!

Daniel is getting much better at playing actual games now like Whack A Mole, Matching games, etc. He used to be terrible at Whack A Mole and we would spend more time laughing than playing. Then two nights ago I sat on the floor for a round with Daniel and he clicked 2 moles and I took 2 moles and suddenly I found myself IN COMPETITION with a 3 year old. I'm not even sure I won. When did that happen?

Oh, he's starting to eat us out of house and home. He ate more than I did last weekend. As in 2 fried eggs with grits, bacon, toast with jelly, and a drink. When he asked for a second egg we happily obliged, but boy we were surprised when he cleaned his plate! Last night he ate salad. Really? Do 3 year olds like salad? He begged for lettuce so I chopped it into fine little squares, put ranch on it, mixed it up and he asked for thirds. I just never imagined!

Speaking of imagining things, Daniel imagination has taken off. You might have read on Facebook the other day that Daniel had Troy and I really laughing because he ran in our room and said "Mommy, there's a dragon in the house. I have to get it with my sword." Then looks from me to Troy and back and says "Where is my sword?" He also pretend speaks between his trains. It's so cute because he'll say something like '"Please move out of my way Diesel," said Rusty'. He always includes whoever said it in his conversation. I think that comes from reading so much (says Mommy).

As for reading, we picked up a book with CD while we were on the Polar Express. It dings when you turn the page and it took one page turn for Daniel to figure that out. He LOVES listening to a book on CD now! We only have the one, because I still like to read to him, but he's good at telling me when he wants to read with the CD and when he wants me to read, which is still always before bedtime!

Well, I've rambled enough. While I could probably come up with more, that's all I've got time for today! And here's the star of the blog himself...

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Papa vs. Daddy

Daniel has called Troy "Papa" from the day we met...until about a month ago. He came home one day from "school" and suddenly said "I don't call him Papa anymore, I call him Daddy."

Imagine my surprise when all those words came tumbling out. We all talked about it and Troy and I explained to Daniel that they meant the same thing and calling him Papa or Daddy was okay.

Since then he has been calling Troy "Daddy" - although lately it's just "Dad". I'm still Mommy and I'm sort of dreading the day he starts calling me "Mom". It sounds so grown up.

He does revert back to using Papa whne he's really tired or when he is talking about Troy to me. He'll say something like "Papa did this" or "Papa told me I could". Otherwise it's all about "Dad" now.

I have to say that I'm having the most trouble with it. Troy doesn't mind in the least. It's all the same to him, and as he put it, it doesn't change his status with Daniel. He's still the father whether he's called Dad or Papa. I, on the other hand, worked so hard at changing Dad to Papa in the beginning, that I'm having trouble after a year and a half, calling Troy Dad. It's also a bit sentimental to lose the word Papa after all this time.

I'm trying, I really am.

And if I call him Papa - I am quickly corrected and given a look like "Duh Mom..."

Oh well, I guess I'm in for a lot of those looks in the future anyhow!!