Chapter 21: Potty Training Part II

I hate it.

I want to shampoo my carpets so bad but she is nowhere near fully trained yet...I'm considering one of those Puppy Pad things. You know, the ones that have a bull's eye in the middle with some kind of chemical scent that draws the puppy to the center to do their business? Maybe they make one with a cookie scented center for small children.

She is in the tub, again, due to her last accident. Honestly I had to hide my face so she wouldn't see me laughing until I couldn't breathe. Now that she is recognizing the feeling when she has to pee, she gets all freaked out and runs in circles until I pin her butt on the potty. She has her potty chair right in front of her and instead of sitting, she continues to run in circles all the while spraying the entire room. It's not funny because I have to clean it up, but it's hilarious seeing a miniature human prance and pee at the same time.

She's lucky she's so darn cute. :]

Chapter 20: Potty Training

Progress!!

After a rough start to our morning, we've had several successful tries and a minimal amount of accidents!

...and now we are eating our toes, so...bonus.

Chapter 19: YouTube

My baby is sleeping and I felt like jamming, so I put a video on the YouTube machine. Valerie- Amy Winehouse Version- Cover. Just messing around but maybe I'll be discovered and go on to make millions! Joking, totally not my intention here. :] Enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEVDtV-Y1qo&feature=youtu.be

Chapter 18: Nightowl/School

It's only roughly 6:30pm, but I just woke up from my sunday nap.  This will result in my being up way too late tonight and having another internet binge- I didn't go to sleep until well after 3 last night/this morning because it's been so long since I could watch stupid youtube videos without having to wait 20 minutes for it to load!

Similar to my feelings on mornings, I love the sleepy silence that rings throughout my house at night. Providing, of course, the adorable little terror goes to sleep at a reasonable hour. Our apartment is maybe 200 yards from the freeway which was a little worrisome when we moved in, but with the windows closed it really is just a low hum and I'm afraid I've gotten used to it.  Not to mention the train tracks that are about 50 yards from our window.  Also, not bad, but terribly loud depending on how deep of a sleep you were in before it sounded like it derailed next to your window at 2 in the morning. :]

I am unusually excited to be up late tonight and the following 3 nights for a reason I have never dreamt would be anything but a joke; Studying for a math test.

I have what is called a "placement test" this coming Thursday that will determine which Math course I can be enrolled in.  Seeing as I am on a pretty tight time limit to receive my AA so that I can move on to the 4 year college I want to attend this Fall, I HAVE to place in at least the lowest level math (and pass) that will be accepted for my AA. Otherwise I could be looking at summer school and frankly, I think that sounds like a worse idea than __(insert worst idea you can think of here.)__.

In order for me to place high enough and do well on this test, I have to study like a mad woman because I have not actually applied myself in a math class of any kind since my sophomore year...of high school. I'm so scared I'm going to blow it but I have an incredible team of highly trained specialists and coaches who will push me to bring the math using side of my brain out of hibernation. **Note: The highly trained specialists are my hunky husband and my baby, the coach is online math refreshers and Dr. Pepper. <-- REAL doctor, your argument is invalid.

I'm not gonna lie, I have totally had this scene from Billy Madison running through my head for the past few weeks as I gathered info, prepared paperwork and applied for scholarships for my (hopeful) acceptance to Eastern Washington University.

Ah, the classics.

Chapter 17: Morning

I have never been a morning person, at least not since the summers during the elementary school days. I fought them increasingly with every passing grade (probably because I had to wake up earlier and earlier every year) and once early morning seminary came into play, I had pretty much created a barrier between me and the world before 9AM with my sullen grouchy face. It's possible I was growling at anyone who came within 4 feet of me, which is why they would steer clear. My poor dad drove me to seminary my freshman year of high school and, oddly enough, he isn't a morning person either! Ah, the battles of slamming doors and "I'm leaving in 30 seconds with or without you!!"...My poor dad.

Mornings are my few moments of a quiet house. I try to get up early enough that I can shower and take my time getting ready for the day and dink around on the computer for a little while before N is off to work and M is terrorizing every room that I swear was spotless when I went to bed the previous night. Now that school is starting up for me soon, I'll be taking full advantage of a quiet sleeping house so that I can focus and get what I can done before the day really takes off. Not to say that I am a "morning person" now, I still will not speak a word until I've at least showered and fully woken up, but I cling to those few moments everyday when I can focus on myself. It's important for me, who has always been perfectly content entertaining myself with my own hobbies, to get that time now that my nearly two year old is so busy. I love interacting with and watching this beautiful child as she learns and explores. Keeping up with her has me ready for nap time, too!

I hear little feet racing down the hall- morning meditation is over :]

Chapter 16: INTERNET!!

Ohh how incredible it feels to be able to use my computer from the comfort of my own bed

I should explain.

We have been living in our current apartment for nearly 5 months and TODAY we have finally gotten our long awaited internet, (Much mahalo and aloha to our tax return for that one!) so instead of trying to check my email and play on Pinterest on my "itty bitty" smartphone screen, I am in a slouchy/sitting position in my PJs and cozy bed. I may actually frequently blog now, but don't take my word for it.

My sweet girl who will be 2 in just over a month is sprawled out next to me snoring softly. My love will home from work soon and will surely be so impressed with my flawless internet hooking up...minus the part where I forgot an essential cable the first time around...and called the IT hotline more than once...Whatever, we have internet I think he'll get over it. :]

I, as not so many of you may know, have not yet finished my college years. I had the opportunity to finish before I would have turned 21. I blew it. I've been dealing with shame and guilt because of it for nearly 4 years not to mention anxiety at the thought of going back for another try. Spring Quarter starts April 7th and I am on my way to my AA by June then onto a BA in Visual Communication Design (graphic design) starting in Fall of this year. I am beyond excited and now realize that the road to this second chance is what will make it so much sweeter as I walk across that stage with a diploma in my hand. So determined to make everyday of these next few years back in student mode count.

Little M is tall and sassy. Trying to potty train currently and it's exhausting. She loves the Jim Carrey version of How the Grinch Stole Christmas (she calls him the "GrUnch"), dancing, babies and really any furry animal. We've been working on some sign language with her since she was only a few months old and it is FASCINATING to see her pick up so many signs so quickly. It's darling seeing her little fat fingers doing the signs, too. She is hilarious, naughty, polite and such a bed hog. Ergh, scoot over, kid.

My love is working through the crappy job phase in order to build up his experience for his dream job, but he handles it so well. He claims he is able to remain so calm and collected through customer after customer screaming and cursing at him because of his mission. Another blessing that has come from serving the Lord; patience with His children. I love this man. He is so generous and so sweet on his little girl. He loves me through my awkwardness and supports my weird little hobbies and obsessions.

We are happy, healthy and sitting next to each other surfing the inter webs. What can I say? We're romantics.

Chapter 15: Early New Year's Resolution

I will get the hang of this blogging thing.

For now, I will make my posts short and to the point because I have a hard time writing everything on my mind at once and I will forget to come back and finish it if I do bits at a time.

SO...

Update on Baby Mollie:

Claps. Crawling like a mad woman. Stands at the couch, chairs and bookshelves. Cries when she wants to sit down because she gets stuck in the standing position. 3 teeth on bottom. 4 teeth on top. Eats baby food, baby cereal "puffs" and anything smaller than her palm off of the floor. Recently discovered the outlets (YIKES!), wires from electronics and little springs on the legs of her crib. Waves "bye-bye". Blows raspberries which is cute but not so much when she has a mouthful of oatmeal. Learning to give kisses! An absolute joy to have in our lives and a hysterical little entertainer!

Update on Rodney:

Nearing the end of Fall Semester at BYU-Hawaii. (One more semester!!) Majoring in Information Technology. Works for the University as a Web Master. Plays touch rugby on the evenings. Fantastic Daddy. Plays with Baby Mollie and makes her giggle and snort. Amazing Husband. Washes the dishes because Mama hates dishes more than anything in the world. Strong Priesthood holder. Initiates FHE on a weekly basis and attends the temple. We love our Daddy and are so proud of him for being SO close to finishing school!

Update on Ariel:

Enjoying being Mama. Daydreams about having a house and land to make into a forever home. Missing her own Mama and chatty little siblings. Still working part time. Ecstatic for Christmas. Loves playing with her Baby Girl and laughing with her Hunky Husband!