Things I have used to bribe/entice/reward my daughter for using the potty in the last five days:

• M&Ms
• Games on my iPhone
• Books
• Songs
• Congratulatory phone calls to
  • Daddy
  • Grandma
  • Grandpa
  • Aunt Rachel
• Pennies (for her “collection”)

We may be turning a bit of a corner, in that she has finally started telling me that she needs to use the potty. It is often a false alarm, but I’ve been praising her and thanking her for telling me, even if there’s no actual production.

Our first trip out of the house yesterday afternoon was not terribly successful.  We went to a playdate at a friend’s house, but it turns out to have been the most gargantuan playdate yet.  Our previous record for number of kids was 12, but yesterday was a whopping 18 kids, all but one under the age of 3.  It proved to be a bit much for Rebecca, who had two small and two larger accidents in quick succession.  She was clearly sort of trying to hold it, but also wouldn’t release when I scooped her up and sat her on the potty. Alas, work in progress.  And despite bringing a few changes, she rode home with no pants.  What can you do…

This morning, however, was much better.  She had a spontaneous ask-to-use-the-potty moment that, when I let her play a game on my phone in an effort to keep her on the potty for more than 3 seconds, actually resulted in success!  Yipee!  We then had a totally dry trip to music class (with one false-alarm potty request, and yes, I had the travel potty set up discretely in the corner), and followed it up with an accident-free stop at Starbucks.

Someday, I promise, I’ll stop writing about potty training…

Last weekend, we gave the kids their first taste of the theater.

Well, OK. Let’s not over-state things.  It wasn’t Hamlet.  It was Sesame Street Live. We went with a friend and her daughter, and I’m happy to report that it was a hit.

It had several good things working in its favor, of course.  It was Sesame Street. The characters were already familiar and beloved.  The show was clearly going to be on their level.  Also, the show we went to was at 10:30 in the morning – a perfect outing time for the afternoon-nap set.

I honestly wasn’t sure how to explain this idea to the kids as I tried to prep them for the experience.  “It’s a show. It’s Sesame Street. But not on TV. On a stage. (Oh, wait, you don’t know what a stage is.) Well, whatever. Elmo and Big Bird will be there.”  That was good enough.

They did a great job staying (more or less) in their seats, and in an auditorium full of young children, there isn’t much of a premium placed on keeping too quiet.

The show started with some pretty flashy lights and upbeat music, which was enough to send Rebecca into M’s lap.  There was some initial crying, followed by (her current favorite) hiding behind her hands, but eventually she peeked out. By the second half of the show, she was excitedly sitting in her own seat and watching intently.

Daniel, on the other hand, was enthralled from the get-go. True to his technical-director/set-builder/light-designer daddy, he was particularly interested in how the colors and shapes of the lights on the curtains kept changing.

Intermission was a good break to run around in the hallways, but all three kids were excited for it to start up again.  As the second act neared its end, the din in the auditorium went up as several hundred preschoolers hit the limits of their attention span.  And when Daniel had a meltdown on the way to the car, I can’t say I was entirely surprised.

As an adult, of course, it was a little weird and trippy to see Cookie Monster doing a cartwheel and Elmo shaking his groove thing, as well as a strange use of a Vanessa Carleton song.  But, hey, the kids had a blast. So if you find the Sesame Street gang is headed to a venue near you, I highly recommend checking it out.

When I told Daniel that we were going to eat dinner at a restaurant on Friday night, his response was “there’s gonna be football on the TV!”  I suppose that gives you a sense of the type of restaurant we normally frequent as a family.

But this was different. This was Aura.  A real restaurant. With ambiance and a wine list.  The kind you’d feel out of place in jeans.  And we were taking the kids.  And it was great.

So, I got an email about this event through my blog (This is why you make your contact info available, people! Sometimes you hear about cool stuff!).  The restaurant puts on “Fine Dining, Family-Style” about once a month.  For December, they were doing it twice, once for Hannukah and once for Christmas.  There was a separate kids’ menu and parents’ menu, in this case populated with delicious traditional holiday items.  And at one end of the space, they had taken out the tables and filled half the room with toys, games, and a train table. Heck, I think there was even a TV playing some Dora.

We had a great time.  OK, so the kids were having too much fun to come sit at the table and eat unfamiliar (though delicious) foods.  But they were enjoying themselves, and M and I were able to have a nice dinner together.

I have only two regrets.  The first is that I should have asked if they could have food from the “regular” kids’ menu (chicken fingers and the like) instead of trying to convince them to eat latkes (and they were awesome latkes, they didn’t know what they were missing).  Another family did that, and M and I slapped our foreheads wondering why we didn’t think of that.

The other regret is that, when the kids found their little bags of gelt, we let them hold onto the bags in the car. Only to return home and find a tightly-clenched chocolate disaster in each child’s lap. Awesome.

Seriously, though.  Boston-area folks, I strongly recommend this for the 2-ish and up set. Have the adventure, get a nice dinner, let the kids play.  It was lovely.

It’s been a crazy weekend, yet one of those that thankfully ended up working out just fine.  M went to New York on Saturday morning for a sort of last-minute shindig for a friend, while I was up at the crack of dawn working at my local Twin Club’s semi-annual Tag Sale.  A small taste of the insanity: I took a break from helping my friend Meredith sort books to snap a picture. It wasn’t even 7AM.

Thankfully, my beloved sister-in-law and her boyfriend were able to spend much of the day with the kids, and we had a perfectly lovely afternoon (and solo dinner and bedtime) together. The evening was blessedly quiet, and it really felt like a load off to have the sale done.

But Sunday was the big hit of the weekend for the kids.  A nearby office park hosts “Touch a Truck Day.”  All kinds of trucks were there to climb on: snowplows and backhoes, garbage trucks and fire trucks, even a limousine and a big moving van.  Despite cooler temperatures and an off-and-on drizzling rain, we stayed for nearly two hours.  Even before we arrived, Rebecca declared that it was not so much touch a truck as it was hug a truck.  The recipient of her affection was one of the fire trucks:

Daniel had a blast with the backhoe. “It’s a shovel for pushing dirt, Mommy!” (Yes, those were literally his words. The speech from that one is unbelievable… and non-stop.)

Balloons were a hit, as were the lollipops given to them by Bob the Builder. Of course, they don’t actually watch Bob the Builder, so they thought the man in the costume with the giant head was another fireman. I told them it was Bob the Builder, and for the rest of the day they told me that “Bob” gave them lollipops. Like he was an old friend.  And Rebecca actually went up and said “hi” to the (actual) firemen.

It was a little tricky handling this outing with the 1:2 adult-to-toddler ratio.  They wanted to walk, but the stroller was still handy.  But it was tricky keeping them together, not to mention making sure they didn’t fall off of something high.  Speaking of which, one of my more questionable choices of the morning was going with both of them on top of the crane bed. The picture doesn’t do it justice, but it was about 10 feet off the ground and no railing of any kind. It was hairy for a minute, but we all survived.

All-in-all, though, it was a big hit.  A great way to spend the morning, lots of cool things to see and talk about, and close enough to home that we were able to stay almost all the way up to lunchtime before making a break for it. Can’t ask for much more than that on an otherwise gloomy Sunday morning.

Cheryl at Twinfatuation is behind this one… a quick glimpse of our weekend.

M had a late night at work last night, but when I asked him what he wanted to do this morning, he surprised me by suggesting the Museum of Science! So we piled into the car, and that’s where we went.

Obviously most of it is above our kids’ age level. But there’s a nice sectioned-off “Discovery Center” that has more hands-on things for the younger crowd, and we definitely enjoyed the live butterfly exhibit and the dinosaurs.  And Daniel liked any station that involved pushing buttons.

We’re only halfway through Memorial Day weekend, but we’ve already had a bit of fun and a bit of tantruming.  Both of the kids are having some rather defiant days, but hey, what can you do?  We’re also enjoying the good weather.  Friday was another hot day, so afternoon snack was a “special tweet!”: popsicles!  What a mess.

But we were having so much fun outside that I decided dinner would be an impromptu backyard picnic.  While M isn’t a huge fan of eating amongst the bugs, he humored me.  Mmm, bratwurst…

There was practically uninteruppted playtime out in the yard from the time they woke up from their nap until we hauled them upstairs to the tub.  Yay for nice days!

Yesterday was a cranky day, but we all survived.  Today there was a threat of rain, so we decided to hit the aquarium.  It was not exactly deserted, and I was ever so glad to have our membership and just skip right past the long lines.  (And not feel bad about leaving quickly when meltdowns occurred.) It’s really hard to get good photos in the very low light of the indoor aquarium, but I managed a couple of good ones with the much beloved jellyfish exhibit.

And the kids enjoyed saying hello to the turtles in the first aid area.

Now they’re sleeping, I’m going to hit the sewing machine, and we’re going to hope that the threat of severe thunderstorms doesn’t ruin our afternoon barbeque plans with friends…. fingers crossed.

It was a glorious, perfect day here in Massachusetts. An unseasonable 75-80 degrees and sunny, with none of the humidity we see in the summertime.  We couldn’t waste the perfection on something so mundane as a playground, so we piled in the car and hit Drumlin Farm.  Armed with snacks, drinks, a camera, and the BOB, we were all set.

Both kids spent plenty of time outside of the stroller, walking to check out the animals, find sticks, and generally inspect the place.  But I’m still glad we had it with us and could throw the kids in for the slightly longer stretches from one spot to the next.  And on a gorgeous weekend in Massachusetts, let me tell you that the farm was like a damn Double-BOB convention.  Several sets of twins (including at least one set we already knew), and other multiple-child combos.

Of course, all outings are easier with a 1:1 adult:child ratio.  It was nice that, if the kids wanted to go in different directions at different speeds, we could each just take one.  Daniel loved it when the tractor rolled by, and Rebecca was a big fan of the Welsh pony named Midnight.

It’s $6 for adults to get in, kids under 2 are free.  But they’re having a special on a membership right now, $29 for a family of four for the year.  Memberships are my new kick, now that my kids are old enough to dig animals and the like.  A lot of them pay for themselves in two or three visits, so it’s well worth it.  We’ve now got the aquarium, Mass Audubon for today’s trip, and will probably throw in a zoo membership, too.  One of my favorite parts about having memberships is that, if the day just goes south and you have to make a hasty exit, you don’t feel like you wasted the daily admission fee.

Today, though, there were no worries. We had a great time and were in no rush to leave.  Animals were pointed out, sounds were made.  “Cow! Mooooooo!”  “Neigh! Neigh! Neigh!”  And sometimes we just stopped to play with sticks, or hang out in the chicken house.

For once, we even got a picture of all four of us! I’m never happy with pictures of myself, but nice that we’re all together. I very seldom hand my camera to anyone else.

Kids took a nice nap when we got home, then we played out in the yard.  As dinnertime approached, M looked at me with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.  His idea to cap off a day like this? Ice cream for dinner.  I hesitated, but decided to just go for it.  Off we went to a favorite place of his from his college days, and ice cream was had.  And it was good.

Not a bad way to end a sunny Saturday, eating ice cream while sitting in the back of the van. A little extra color in our cheeks, the smell of sunscreen.  May the summer hold more days like this (though, perhaps with slightly better nutritional value).

Welcome back! Just because it’s been a sparse posting week for me doesn’t mean I’m going to neglect Thursday Theater!  What about you? Will you play along this week?  Add your video link to Mr. Linky!

This week’s challenge was to add music to your video.  Adding a fun bit of music can make a video clip that much more enjoyable, and I love hunting through my iTunes library to find something that fits.  See the end of the post for next week’s challenge/theme.

My video was from Wednesday morning, a blessedly warm and sunny one after a rather rainy and horrifically toddler-esque Tuesday.  We went for a stroll at a nearby pond, and the kids had a grand time attempting to walk the dog, push the stroller, and make as big a mess out of as small a puddle as they could manage.  By the time we got home, I actually had to just throw their shoes in the washing machine.  At any rate, it was a nice break from the tantrums that have otherwise taken over this particular stage.  And in an effort at either optimism or irony, my musical choice is the “Nothin’ Blues” from this session’s Music Together CD.  Heh.  Enjoy.

Springtime Pond Walk from Goddess in Progress on Vimeo.

Next week’s optional theme: Mad Skillz. What kinds of abilities or tricks do you (or your kids) have to show off? Get that video camera out and share it with us!

Welcome to Thursday Theater!  Please add your link to Mr. Linky and play along. This week’s optional theme: Furry Friends! Check the end of the post for next week’s theme.

It’s been a rough week here, on the illness and productivity front (thought my stomach bug was gone? Wrong!!).  I didn’t even manange to play along with my own theme, unless you count my dog’s brief cameo at the end of this video.  Alas, best laid plans…

I had the kids at the playground the other day and got to talking to another mom with a similarly-aged toddler and an older child.  She shared an exasperated look with me and made a comment about how this age makes for a heart-attack-inducing summer at the playground. So much energy and enthusiasm, not quite enough balance and coordination.  Next summer, she said, would be better.

In honor of her wisdom, I share with you just a few of the kids’ hijinks from a morning in our yard.  They love to swing, climb, run, ride, and crash… all day long. It’ll be a miracle if we make it through the season with only minimal injury.

Let the summer begin from Goddess in Progress on Vimeo.

As you can see, I had a bit of fun and added some music to this clip (maybe because I’m sick of hearing my own voice?). So that’s your challenge for next week: add a soundtrack!

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Another sign that our long, hard winter is finally behind us: the BOB came out of the garage today.  Oh, hooray!

It was still a little cool and windy this morning, truth be told. But I was determined to return to the trails at our local pond, which we haven’t seen in months.  Thankfully, we got out of the wind and had a great time.  Daniel liked climbing on the benches, and loved watching the geese and swans in the water.

Rebecca preferred to walk the dog. If only she was old enough that I could send her out on that errand every morning!  And the dog, though she can sometimes drive me nuts, seemed to actually realize that it was Rebecca on the other end of the leash and didn’t pull too hard.  That, or Rebecca has her calm-assertive energy thing down pat.

A nice outing, even if our beloved BOB seems to have a flat tire. Even the dog was thrilled, after months of being left behind at home while we run off to our indoor activities. While the days of long walks with the kids quietly strapped into the stroller are now behind us, the new walks are fun in their own special way. Something I hope to repeat with greater frequency as the mornings continue to warm up.  Hooray for Spring!