Sweet Big Brother... again

When Peyton falls over while sitting up, Easton always wants to try and lift him back up. The other day Peyton was sitting on the bed as I was running around doing some cleaning. One time as I came back into my room I found this:

I asked Easton what he was doing and he said "I'm helping to catch him so he won't fall over anymore."

(Yea, we're not too exciting around here, plus I just love sharing stories about my cute boys, sorry.)

We couldn't resist any longer...

We did it. We bought a Wii. Seth had a day off a few weeks ago and we somehow tracked one down, the store we got it from sold out of all 12 they got in within 3 hours, I don't know how we managed to get lucky, but I'm not complaining. We really love it. I sometimes just do boxing to get in a little workout for the day, but I can't really play that against my boys because it feels really weird to want to "knock them out", unless I don't really punch. They really love boxing against each other, and every time Cole wins, Easton is in complete shock, "Cole?!?! How did you do that? Tell me Cole!" I am very glad to say they now don't get upset when they lose, it took a while, but now they can say without any tears in their eyes, "I didn't win." I think it is so fun just to watch how much the boys get into it! There is a cow racing game, where you have to move the controller up in a jumping motion to get the cow to jump over an obstacle, but both boys will actually jump with their controller to the point they get pretty exhausted.

Sweet Big Brother

So for a while I have been determined to make Cole use the toilet. He just seems way too big for diapers, especially when I know that he knows he is going potty. I've been shamelessly bribing him with pretty much whatever he could want, which was getting Easton more excited than Cole. Easton kept reminding Cole of all the cool things he could get if he could just go once on the toilet, and was very sweet in reminding and encouraging him. The other day Cole was sitting on his little toilet and Easton started getting excited for him. He looked at Cole and said "Hey Cole, is it okay if I can read you a book?" Cole agreed, so Easton grabbed a book, a little step stool, and sat down to read to him.
Even with Easton helping out to try and keep Cole on the toilet for long periods of time, I have since given up. (You'd think I'd remember this from going through it with Easton.) I can force (yes, so mean, I know) him to sit on the toilet for a long time but I cannot make anything happen beyond that. So pretty much I just tortured both of us for a while. He's a big (he would beg to differ on that), smart, wonderful boy and when he wants to use the toilet, I'm sure he will. The other day as he was sitting on the toilet, he said "Mom, can you please put my diaper on?" and I said, "No, you're a big boy, use the toilet like dad and Easton." (Wow, this sure is making me sound awful.) He got the saddest look on his face and said "No, I'm just little. See?" while pointing at himself. So now I'm done with trying to make him do anything and I'm really hoping I didn't go and mess things up for the future, like he may now associate feeling sad and a mean mom with sitting on the toilet. Oops. I may just have to wait much longer but I can only blame myself.

Sitting Up

Peyton has started sitting up all by himself! Seth was actually the one who discovered it. I had him sit on my lap all the time, but it never really registered that he could be doing this all on his own for extended periods of time. As of now, he can only do it on carpet or our bed because after a little while he tips over, but he keeps getting better and better.

Easton's Missing Tooth

Easton and Cole were wrestling, like they often do, on our bed. Seth and I were right by them, watching. Easton grabbed Cole and pulled him back on top of him and they both fell down. We heard a bang and knew they had hit each other pretty hard. Easton covered his mouth and was crying very hard. Cole was also crying so I started to comfort Cole, while Seth grabbed Easton. It wasn't until Easton took his hand off his mouth that Seth saw he had a tooth knocked out! I could not believe it! And then we couldn't even find the tooth, we think he must have swallowed it. After all the madness and going to the dentist, he kept looking in the mirror saying, "I look funny. I need my new big tooth to get here." I told him he looked absolutely adorable, which he does. And now every few days he'll just come up to me and ask "Do I look cute with my missing tooth?" Hopefully he'll totally believe me and be able to stop asking me that question because if I have to answer that every few days for the next 2-3 years (when the dentist guessed his tooth would come in, according to x-rays) it may get a little old. Not that I don't love telling him he looks cute. It was fun to have him get excited about the tooth fairy. Seth helped him write a note to her (Seth says 'him' because of some movie he saw). This is what it said, "Dear Tooth Fairy, I lost a tooth but I can't find it. I think I swallowed it. You can check my mouth. Easton"