Well, nothing is official yet, but we may have figured out the solution to our son stripping himself of clothes and diaper at night and sleeping naked. It wasn't our idea, so I can't take full credit for the it, but I will give credit where credit is due. My mother, having already raised 2 children, obviously has more ideas on how to correct little problems. She also has the distance necessary to look at things objectively and make recommendations based upon her observations. The simple solution to the desperately tragic problem of sleeping naked in the winter? Turn our son's pajamas around so that the zipper runs down his back instead of the front. The first time we tried the new trick, he was completely flummoxed. He was grabbing at where the zipper should have been and upon not finding it, tried reaching to his back to find where the zipper was. There was no success and that was about a week ago that we started flipping his PJ's around. So we have this little triumph to be proud of. Potting training is moving along slowly, with its ups and downs, Mondays being the worst, and the occasional incident of walking into the living room just to see our son sitting on the bottom step of our stairs peeing on to the floor and watching it. All in all, he is getting much better at using the potty, as long as he is naked. It seems as soon as he has a pull up on, he feels he can just pee whenever. Well, not quite whenever. Depending on the day and the time, sometimes he notifies us when he has to pee with the pull up on, but not always. Its a slow process, but we will get there eventually.
One thing I must say about our son is that he is a complete nutcase (much like his father). In the afternoons and evenings, he runs around the house like a wild banshee. He is getting faster and faster and occasionally he gets a little too fast for his own good, especially when he is wearing socks in our house. There have been a number of times recently where he has been running in our house, going a little too fast, and in the midst of trying to negotiate a turn, has had his feet slide completely out from under him and he either face plants the floor or tumbles and falls in some weird position. The majority of the time, he simply looks stunned for a second and then gets up and starts running again. Its the funniest when you hear him running, hear the slide of the socks on the floor without seeing him, and then all of a sudden a 2 year old is sliding on the floor from around a corner. I sometimes can't help but laugh out loud. Just yesterday, one of the funniest things occurred. It could have been bad, but luckily we have a resilient little child and it wasn't. To set up this latest incident, I must tell you about our son's latest infatuation with jumping. Let me first say that it is the cutest thing. If we are sitting on the couch, he will climb up on our leg, count to three while holding a hand, and then jump on to the couch, legs flying out and landing squarely on his but. He will also place small items on the floor, normally flat puzzles or really thin books, walk on top of them, and jump off of them. It is the cutest thing to watch. Well, yesterday evening, as we were playing on the couch before he went to bed, he climbed up on the arm of the couch, seated, and launched himself off a couple of times. On the other side of the arm of the couch is a bench for playing the organ. The last time he went to climb on to the arm of the couch, he started slipping backwards and before I had a chance to grab him, he folded in half and disappeared, sliding between the bench and the arm of the couch. One minute there was a child, the next he was on the floor. He got a little scared, but didn't get hurt at all. I am sure he will be back doing it again today. Our son will undoubtedly start getting hurt one of these days, I just hope it isn't soon and when he does, I hope the bumps and bruises aren't too bad. For now, we will just watch and laugh as he takes his little tumbles.
One thing I must say about our son is that he is a complete nutcase (much like his father). In the afternoons and evenings, he runs around the house like a wild banshee. He is getting faster and faster and occasionally he gets a little too fast for his own good, especially when he is wearing socks in our house. There have been a number of times recently where he has been running in our house, going a little too fast, and in the midst of trying to negotiate a turn, has had his feet slide completely out from under him and he either face plants the floor or tumbles and falls in some weird position. The majority of the time, he simply looks stunned for a second and then gets up and starts running again. Its the funniest when you hear him running, hear the slide of the socks on the floor without seeing him, and then all of a sudden a 2 year old is sliding on the floor from around a corner. I sometimes can't help but laugh out loud. Just yesterday, one of the funniest things occurred. It could have been bad, but luckily we have a resilient little child and it wasn't. To set up this latest incident, I must tell you about our son's latest infatuation with jumping. Let me first say that it is the cutest thing. If we are sitting on the couch, he will climb up on our leg, count to three while holding a hand, and then jump on to the couch, legs flying out and landing squarely on his but. He will also place small items on the floor, normally flat puzzles or really thin books, walk on top of them, and jump off of them. It is the cutest thing to watch. Well, yesterday evening, as we were playing on the couch before he went to bed, he climbed up on the arm of the couch, seated, and launched himself off a couple of times. On the other side of the arm of the couch is a bench for playing the organ. The last time he went to climb on to the arm of the couch, he started slipping backwards and before I had a chance to grab him, he folded in half and disappeared, sliding between the bench and the arm of the couch. One minute there was a child, the next he was on the floor. He got a little scared, but didn't get hurt at all. I am sure he will be back doing it again today. Our son will undoubtedly start getting hurt one of these days, I just hope it isn't soon and when he does, I hope the bumps and bruises aren't too bad. For now, we will just watch and laugh as he takes his little tumbles.
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