Wee wee wee, all the way home

As Adam has commandeered the laptop while he's been recuperating from his tonsillectomy last Thursday, I haven't been online much.  The surgery went well, and his recovery has been about as well as could be expected.  We did have to threaten the poor IV-phobe with a visit to the ER on Sunday when he was toeing the line with his hydration, but once we called the doctor, who asked us if Adam was hard-headed (to which I replied, yes, he's hard-headed, and Adam heard me and bleated, "I'm NOT hard-headed!") and then told us to threaten him with the ER, he started drinking again and was then amazed at how much better he felt once he was properly hydrated.  Amazing how that works.  He's out of school all this week and he's had a low fever, but he's had a steady diet of pudding, ice cream, sherbet, and yogurt, and today he actually ate half of a PBJ, so things are looking up.

And because we're housebound, I decided, why not potty train Sylvie? I AM FULL OF GOOD IDEAS.

We're on Day 3. We've gone from wetting through underpants and then saying, "I go poo poo!" on Day 1 to grabbing her crotch and saying, "I need to go pee pee!" followed by a race to the toilet where nothing would happen, followed by getting up off the potty and peeing in her underpants two minutes later. I figured out that rhythm this afternoon and tonight, at the end of Day 3, when I was about to give up and try again in a couple of months, she said she had to go, we raced to the potty, I gave her the iPhone to mess with while we waited, and then, by golly, she peed in the potty! So we'll see what happens with Day 4. Thank god the Easter Bunny left a whole lot of Easter candy corn, because that's the pee reward.

While Sylvie is pretty much ready for potty training, best we can tell, we may be a wee bit early (ha!), but I figured I'd jump on it, because when else will we every have 10 days at home with nothing to do?  Initially, I figured that if it didn't work, no biggie, I'll try again in a few months.  But now that I've invested 3 days, I'm ready to see this thing through to its (wet, wet) finish.  

And while Adam has been a little on the whiny side (understandable, yet - I'll be honest - grating), yesterday Sylvie did, hands-down, the cutest thing any child has ever done (in my biased opinion): we were outside on the back porch and the carpenter bees were buzzing around and Syl walked up to one that hovered a few inches from her face and exclaimed, "Hello, my buzzy friend!"