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Eagle Mountain, Utah, United States
My name is Lauren, and I live in the bubble. I am wife to Marshall, the biggest BYU fan in the world; and mother to Carly, our big girl, and Wes, our wild man, and Calvin, our new addition. I graduated BYU with a degree in Social Work, and I went forth to serve at LDS Family Services. I like scrapbooking and going out to eat at nice restaurants. I am fascinated by new cleaning products at the grocery store, so I have to shop in wide circles around the perimeter to avoid the temptation to buy. I love chocolate.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Carly poopy hands

So I have been in a blogger's funk. That's no secret. And the more time that passes, the worse it gets because I have more and more stories that I feel I NEED to blog. Gaahhh! Procrastination! So I'm sorry if I blog a bunch in a row right now.

I'm going to start with my most recent story. By popular (husband) request. I think he knew that I needed to blog and has been showering my blogging skills with praise and saying that he missed reading them. And he insisted I blog this story.

Potty training with Carly has been....slow.

Is it just too early?
Is she just stubborn?
Are we just too lazy to be consistent?
All of the above?

She has pottied in the actual potty 4 or 5 times. But usually only when I catch her right before or mid-act and put her on the potty. Usually though, she'll sit on the potty and cry until I let her off, and then immediately go in her diaper.

Or the floor.

Yes, the floor.

She has started to really enjoy "nudities," Marshall's name for Carly's frequent bouts of streaking though our house. Any time she can get that diaper off, she will. For the most part, if we can get a pair of pants on, she will leave the diaper alone.

Until Saturday.

I borrowed a carpet steamer from a friend and was determined to completely clean my disgusting carpets. They were gross not just from Carly's nudities, but also just generally in the high traffic areas. The kind of gross that you don't realize is gross until you spot clean a stain and are left with a dinner plate sized circle of off-white amidst a sea of beige.

I started by moving all of the furniture into the kitchen. Carly loved this and took full advantage of being able to get up onto the counters. I was just happy to have her off the carpets and out from underfoot for a while. I went to check in on her after a few minutes of silence and found her sitting on the glider with the cookie jar in her lap. She had taken out all of the Oreos, pulled them apart, licked off all of the cream filling, and discarded the chocolate cookie halves onto the floor. She seemed quite content with herself.

I decided she'd be better contained in her room. It was nap time anyway. I put her in there, and figured she fell asleep because she was so quiet.

A couple hours later I had finished the carpets, moved the furniture back, and collapsed on the couch out of sheer exhaustion. Women who are 27 weeks pregnant shouldn't move furniture or bend to empty 10+ tanks of brown water.
Carly was still quiet. Too quiet?

I went to her room to check if she was actually napping. I was greeted at the door by a smiling Carly, with 2 handfuls of poop. She reached up to offer me her finds, proudly, declaring "poo-poos mommy!"

So potty training is still slow. I am probably not done with the carpet steam cleaner just yet. And I get to check one of those mommy rights-of-passage off my list.

And hopefully I can be a better blogger.


Megan Miley and Chris said...

Oh wow... isn't it disgusting! Miley did that about a month ago. Although I heard her in her room say uh oh ew. I knew exactly what had happened... I ran in there and she held out her hand and said "ew yucky" over and over again. I repeated how much of a no no that was and I was very upset. We washed her hands a million times and that was that. She knew that was bad and didn't do anything with it. Thankfully! If she had put it anywhere I would have died.

Alyssa said...

Good Luck! I will say that potty training was the hardest thing I have done as a parent, and I am still not convinced that it wasn't easier with diapers! Hang in there!

Kim and Devin said...

I have no potty training advice, but I do have to say that I love your blogging too and I second Marshall's notion that you should blog more. That is a hilarious story, though probably not at the time!

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