Keepin Up With The Watsons

It's been awhile since I have posted anything about the kids, so here is a little update for you.

Topher has nine teeth. 3 on the bottom, 6 on top. Crazy little guy. But he still manages to take down a lot of food all at once without batting an eyelash. Yesterday he ate an adult-size helping of pancakes. He likes to stuff his mouth with as much food as humanly possible, then somehow he chews it all down, and then he goes in for more. It's gross, but really entertaining. We have high hopes for him to be the future hot dog eating champion in about 10 years.

Lily has a full mouth of teeth but does not like to use them on eating. Her latest, and grossest thing is that she chews up her food and then stores it in her cheeks, or behind her teeth. It is gross and not entertaining and will probably make her teeth rot right out of her head. It is a nightly battle to make her swallow the food she stores. It makes meal time last an extra 10 - 30 minutes. This usually only occurs when there is chicken involved, but sometimes she will mix it up and store some fruit or vegetables.

Topher has peed in the potty twice! That was two weeks ago. He hasn't done it again since. Lily has not peed on the potty since that psychotically communally traumatic time we tried to potty train her moths ago. That's ok tho. No pressure. Altho Santa gave me a heads up that she will be receiving one of those dolls that pees on the potty for Christmas. That should be interesting...

Everyday we try to go on our daily walk to feed the ducks. Topher and I take an extra trip to Discipline Land every day too. He is testing his limits, and my patience, in a big way lately. It is draining for everyone, but hopefully it will be over soon. Like within the next 15 years I hope. Lily also takes strolls through Discipline Ville, but not as fequently as she used to. Yesterday though, we were dropping the kids off at Nana and Papa's before bible study, and us adults were in the kitchen talking, while the kids were playing with a train that goes around the Christmas tree. All was well until we heard some crying in the other room. Topher was laying flat on the ground, under the Christmas tree, crying. Not moving, just crying. Lily was suddenly standing next to me and I asked her what happened. "I don't know," she said. "Did you push Topher?" I asked her. She nodded her head. "Time out!" I told her. And even though pushing is not allowed, being honest is always a good thing, so in that moment I was very proud of my bully of a daughter.

Other than that, things are pretty much the same old, same old. We are getting ready to celebrate Chris' 30th birthday next week, plus our 4 year anniversary on the same day, and then Christmas less than a week later. Things are busy, but things are good. Hope it's the same in your neck of the woods.