Cash and Vanna, Vanna and Cash...

...to the tune of Max and Ruby (the cartoon Cash is watching at the moment in order for me to finally blog again).

Cash Update:

Love this picture!!!

Well, Cash is not quite 3 1/2 yrs. old and is finally potty-trained. You can not imagine my enthusiasum and excitement! Okay so most of you probably can because you've been through the experience yourself. We had tried to potty train about a month and a half ago, which went great for a few days and then Cash seemed to go backwards. As a result, we decided to give him a little longer before hitting it hard again. And it worked. I guess Cash just had to decide he was completely ready for it. We still have accidents through the night but are working through those and hope to be accident free soon. Other than that, Cash does fantastic. He will announce he has to go potty and run into the bathroom by himself, go, and then, of course, announce that he's gone potty and demand to show both Mommy AND Daddy. After going he says, "I make Mommy happy!" And he does. Another funny thing he says (when I remind him throughout the day to tell Mommy when he has to go potty) is, "No I fine, I careful with my poop." I think it's hilarious.

Doesn't he look proud of himself! We are so proud of you, Cash, and your new accomplishment!

Cash says such adorable things and lately he has been plugging in some larger words such as: delicious, beautiful, and dangerous. After dinner he always says, "Thanksa dinner mom, licious (it was delicious).

Cash loves to talk to Grandpa on the phone, draw, color, and put puzzles together. He loves playing baseball and football with Daddy (doing anything with Daddy actually), watching cartoons - especially Go Diego Go (darn kid would watch them all day if I let him), and riding his bike (he's so cute the way he revves the handlebars and says, "Lika Daddy's motorcycle."). Cash does not like peas or squash, he hates sitting in the cart in a store and hates it when you make him hold your hand in the parking lot. He is getting more and more independant all the time and wants to open his own doors, dress himself, and doesn't want any help with washing his hands or face or any help with brushing his teeth.

Cash loves doing anything outdoors. Here he's picking up all the worms that had crawled up onto our back patio after it rained.

There were a ton - and he was so facsinated.

Vanna Upate:

What a drama queen! Vanna is at the wonderful age of baby tantrums. She has learned to throw herself onto the floor when she doesn't get something she wants and often screams at the top of her lungs if Cash comes anywhere near her (I guess he's bugged her just enough she assumes he's going to do something else that will bug her before even giving him a chance).

This is Vanna's first pony tail. Too bad I'm going to have her hair cut again, I think it looks cute

(she was cursed with my fine hair and I don't think it will look too good to grow it out yet).

She says: "da-da", "ma-ma", "pu-pu" for puppy; "ba" for ball; but is also learning to say a few new things like: "meow" for kitty; "no", "ow" "ca-ca" for cracker; and makes such funny sounds for "diaper", "nose" and "again" that the average person would never be able to decipher that those are the words that she means.




Vanna loves her blankee and totes it everywhere (as you can see in the above picture), being tucked in at night, cold cereal for snacks (she always picks out the best parts - like the marshmallows - and leaves the rest), and loves running around without clothes on (she always begs me to take off her shirt-silly girl), playing hide and seek and being chased around. But she hates sharing Mommy, brushing her teeth, and riding in her carseat for very long.

There is always so much more to write but that is what comes to mind at the moment and all I have time for. Now I need to get back to my hungry and crying kids! Joy!