Saturday, February 23, 2013

Oh Boy

Tom had to help with a boyscout camp out last weekend, so my boys and I decided to have an outing of our own.  Which would you rather do: go camping with a bunch of smelly 12 to 15 year old boys in the slushy snow or go to Daylight Donuts with us?   
 To me, seeing that little diaper poke out of the back of a little guys pants when he's trying to do something tough is so stinking cute!  The other day I asked Mikey if he wanted to go potty on the toilet and earn some skittles.  He replied, "I don't want to go potty on the toilet for skittles.  I want to go potty in my diaper and get skittles."  Oh well, it was worth a shot.  Truthfully, I'm in no rush to potty train Mr. Mikey.  I just wanted to see if he was interested. 
 Yesterday, Mikey was hiding under his shirt and waiting for Tyler and I to say, "Oh no, where is Mikey?  We miss him so much.  Maybe we went to the zoo, park, science museum, target, etc."  After we said our part, Mikey would pull his shirt down and yell surprise.  It's a very complex game.  When I tried to take a picture, he was ticked, "MOMMY! Don't take a picture!!!"  Let the mood swings begin.  P.S. Don't mind the soaking wet shirt.  We're still learning the proper uses of a big boy cup.
Ready for the serious part of this post?  We are in need of some advice.  Our boys have been CRAZY during church lately.  I know they are two and four so it's not like I expect them to sit quietly and read their scriptures the entire time, but it's like WWF Wrestling in our pew each week.  We make sure that if we take them out in the hall, it's less pleasant than it is inside Church.  We bring quiet games, books, etc.  Arg...someone tell us what to do.  Even better, does someone want to come to church with us and take over? :)

3 comments:

Rochelle and Kaelen said...

This may sound a little crazy but don't bring quite books games or any snacks ... Yup nothing... our kids are 8,6,4,2... when the 6 year old was 2 he and his 4 year old sister were fighting over a bag of goldfish crackers...the bag burst goldfish went everywhere... 2 row up and back... NO joke!!! We then and there decided no more toys, snacks, coloring books...Nothing! Sounds kinda crazy I know... But they got used to it after about month. It has worked great for us... I've lightened up a little now that Kaelen sits on the stand and not with me. They all get a pencil and a program after they sacrament has been passed... Its worth a shot:)Good luck:)

Christie said...

That's funny because that's exactly what I was going to say. It sounds harsh, but the same thing happened to us when the girls were about the same age, plus Macy was a baby. They kept fighting over stuff (and Myles was on the stand in the bishopric), so I said no more stuff, and it actually worked better. Good luck. Three hours of church means it's always going to go through someone's nap and or eating time, which is never easy. Hang in there!

PS I'm now craving an American doughnut!!!

Anonymous said...

Thats funny cuz when big Mike came in to town and sat in the the pew they were perfect little angels. No really any parent who gets theit children deserves sainthood. Keep the goldfish in the pew (for when I visit)