Friday, July 8, 2011

let's talk about one-year-olds.

One-year-olds are really, really cute.  And sweet.  And they give you the nicest little kisses and hugs.  Their expressions are priceless...

...and if you have a MMU (mobile mess-making unit) like little Sadie here, then you know that one-year-olds have been sent from your future to dismantle your household,  and your sanity, one day at a time.
With a one-year-old you will find yourself asking questions like:
Why is the baking soda in the dryer?
I wonder if birthday candles have any nutritional value?
 Is Sadie actually getting a cell-phone signal on her socks?

 With my new laundry helper will I ever be able to summit Mt. Washmore?
If I follow this trail of discarded toys and books will it lead me back to my sanity?

Is this really the swimsuit Cash would have picked out for himself?

in the words of Sublime... can I just ask,
But I already know the answer to my question...and that's one of the highlights of having a one-year-old, you get to ask yourself some really awesome rhetorical questions.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011


So my kid is obsessed with talking on the phone. Not the real phone-- just ask anyone who tries to get a peep out of her when you put her on speakerphone--but give Sadie a shoe, block, stuffed monkey, cloth diaper or any other random object, and she has a lot to say. Here is Sadie having a concise convo on her shoe phone.

Monday, July 4, 2011

happy 4th

Hope yours was good... ours was busy and fun in an Alaskan summer kinda way.  The sun never went down, so like always, the fireworks were a little underwhelming.
But, they were loud enough to scare the bejeezurs out of the dogs.
The weather was chilly, the fire was toasty...
We cooked some FN FUN FOOD, and the beers stayed cold thanks to Loren and Caleb's Hamms Dam...
Sadie helped dad put up the tent:
and enjoyed contemplating nature in that deep way that only babies can...
While dad got to catch and release Grayling in frigid water late into the night in that way that only obsessed fly-fishermen can...
Mom got to snap pictures of wildlife, and wished she had remembered her longer lens.
but all told... it was a good weekend.
And we're all pooped.
Lets hope that stays metaphorical.  Happy first Fourth of July sweet Sadie, and happy Fourth to the rest of you too. 
xoxo, Tara

Friday, July 1, 2011

potty in the USA!

Well, with Sadie's first birthday just around the corner I thought I would do a post about "potty training" or to use the more accurate, more child-centered term: "elimination communication."  While I was pregnant with Sadie and I was reading every pregnancy/parenting book I could get my hands on, I came across one called, The Diaper Free Baby.  This book had some ideas that really hit home with me about the way western culture approaches toilet training.  Most parents don't even touch the topic until their kids 2nd birthday,  but this book got me thinking.  We really do train our kids to go in their diapers, and then, when the have a solid attachment to that practice, we throw a major curve ball at them by taking that away suddenly, and asking them to go in the toilet. I am not going to go into all the details of the practice of ECing (elimination communication) as there is extensive information about the topic on the web should you choose to query the google box about it. There is also a lot of good info on my bloggie friend's site, she has been consistently ECing her baby from infancy, with great success.

When Sadie was an infant I was pretty diligent about letting her go over the toilet so she didn't get too used to going in a diaper.  But during middle infancy, after we started solids, and we traveled a lot, and teething kicked in, and then Sadie got sick, and, and...we got off track. And I got kinda lazy about it, although, when you cloth diaper, this kind of laziness really just makes more work of a different kind. 

But right around the time Sadie turned 9 months, she stopped wetting her diaper at night, and it was easy to take her to the potty first thing in the morning.  So we went from there.  Now the most important rule of  EC is that you have to get your child to be aware of when they are going.  In our case, this has involved a bit of trial and error, and pee on the floor.  And you know what? That is okay, because now when Sadie wakes up in the morning she tells me, "puh-puh" and when I ask her, "Do you have to pee?" she nods her little head yes.  Its great, because she is taking the initiative and communicating a need to me, which I can then help her out with--hence the "elimination communication."

This last month we have kicked things up a notch by going diaper free in the mornings, which has worked out pretty good--except for the day when Sadie pooped on my yoga mat...these things happen. When ECing it is good to keep things positive and never shame or scold your child for doing what is natural.  So, even though I never thought I would hear the words come out of my mouth, I found myself saying in a cheerful voice, "wow, Sadie! You just pooped.  Tell mama when you need to poop!" And then we made a big ceremony of flushing that product down the toilet.  Sadie loves flushing the toilet.  We are going to need to befriend a plumber in the near future.

The main issue I have been having lately is getting Sadie to sit on the potty long enough to relax and go.  If I hold her on there, she fusses and I don't want potty-time to be stressful.  And its not like I can just sit her on the toilet and give her a shampoo bottle to read, so I needed to come up with something fun that she could do while on the potty.

Eureka! Sadie loves, loves, loves to play in water, so I just set her potty in the bathtub, and gave her a big container of water and some toys to play with. Problem solved--for now.  I think Sadie would sit in here all morning if she could.  As it was, she got her business done, and I had time to actually comb all the dreadlocks out of the rat's nest my hair has become... AND french braid it.  Booyah for multitasking!