Such a weird state we live in. Last weekend we headed to Des Moines to see some of Hubby’s family, and it was kind of toasty. We went to the Farmer’s Market- amazing as usual- and later we went to the zoo, and by the time we went to the zoo everyone was in shorts and tshirts. And I was sweating profusely, good thing zoos aren’t known for their heavenly scents.
Then this week it was so cold, I was contemplating wearing my winter coat in the morning. I did put the kids in winter coats today, when we went out to the farm to pick some pumpkins and apples.
No, we did not take one of the giants home. Imagine how many pumpkin pies those could make?!
The apple crop is pretty bountiful out there this year too, which is awesome. They have honeycrisps, which are our favorites. And if you see them in the store they are almost never under $2 a pound except for maybe this time of year I guess.
So I grabbed a couple bags of those and got out my Christmas present from last Christmas- my apple peeler/corer. This thing is possible one of the best inventions ever. Besides dry shampoo, which I just recently discovered and can’t believe I have gone this long with out it.
I cranked out so many apples in the time it took for Jenna to eat her snack (apples) and Tyler to get sick of playing with playdoh. Homemade applesauce is done for the week, and it is delish.
Hubby also made up a bunch of chili for the freezer too, we are ready for fall!
Things are going ok on the potty front, a little frustrating. No pee accidents but Tyler has decided that he just prefers to poop in his pants, not the potty anymore. He had an accident almost every day at daycare this week. He only had one accident last weekend when we were in Des Moines, of course when we were at the zoo and Aunt Jamie was about to take him on the carousel. Really glad she pulled him off or that ride would had to have been shut down so they could hose it off.
Today when we were out at my folks’ house, I knew he had to go, and he had already had two tiny accidents. He was walking around with his legs so pressed together he could barely walk straight. Then my dad tells him that he will give him a chocolate ice cream cone if he poops on the potty. Sure enough, Tyler immediately ran to the bathroom and unleashed the flood gates. And then collected his prize.
What a stinker. I thought we were good for the day but no. We got home and he had two awful awful accidents that leaked all the way through his pants to his socks and on our carpet. Guess it only works if Grandpa bribes him now. This is how we spent an hour or so- away from all carpet and furniture:
Oh the joys of parenthood. I just keep reminding myself that he won’t be pooping his pants forever. At least I hope.
I also try to tell myself to just cherish every single little moment, because this window of time where they are so sweet and little goes by so fast. There’s nothing better than them wanting to crawl up on your lap and give you a big hug or cuddle. Last weekend when we were in Des Moines, we stayed in a one room suite, and Jenna was having a hard time winding down when Tyler was laying in the bed next to her crib. So I put them both in the bed with one on each side of me and they just curled up next to me and were so sweet. Tyler fell asleep after a couple lullabies but Jenna cuddled for awhile while she sang “let it go” over and over and over. I finally got up after they were both asleep and snuck this picture.
If I didn’t need circulation in my arms, I would have stayed there all night. I sure love those little kiddos.