February 17, 2005

Cinderbrella

The exposure to all things girly has begun. I used to tell myself before Asia was born that I wouldn't have my girl all in pink and playing with dolls and doing the girly thing. The problem is, pink looks good on Asia. And everything's pink. And doll stuff really is everywhere.
Like her pull-up's. They have Belle from Beauty & the Beast, Cinderella, and Jasmine on them. Disney versions, of course. Then I got her some play-doh that has a Cinderella stamper on it. So of course, I want to get the video and books so she can find out who Cinderella, Belle, and Jasmine are. And for her pull-up's, she only likes the ones that have the three girls on them - Belle, Cinderella, and Jasmine. The pack of pull-up's comes with two designs - one with the three girls on them and one with just Cinderella in a blue dress. Oh, and Asia says, "Cinderbrella," as like an umbrella. "Where's Cinderbrella, Mommy?"

February 11, 2005

Not Quite There

So Asia's not quite getting the potty thing. She doesn't mind sitting on the potty chair once in awhile, but she just sits there and talks and plays. It's like it's a game or something. Then you put her diaper back on her (or usually a new one because the old one's soiled) and within 5 or 10 minutes, she's pooped or peed in the diaper. Sometimes, she looks like she's about to poop in her diaper so I'll rush her over to the potty chair, but it'll either be too late or she changes her mind. We go through the routine of sitting on the chair, nothing happens. I put a diaper on her, and wham, she poops.
I've tried treats too. "Asia, what do you get when you go potty in the potty chair?" Asia's response, "An M&M!" Or more like "ANEMNEM." Or since we're here in Austin, TX, for a few weeks while my mom recovers from surgery, the reward is going to get ice cream with "Gong-Gong" (my dad). Unfortunately, this doesn't work though. She doesn't seem to get the concept of reward. On top of that, she's not that crazy about candy. For example, if I gave a small lollipop (usually one of those dum dum types) to both Asia and Zach, within 2 seconds, Zach's lollipop will be gone, he'll be gone, and nothing's left but a chewed up lollipop stick on the floor. Asia, on the other hand, will play with the lollipop, lick it a few times, get it in her hair, put it back in her mouth, then demand that John or I lick her lollipop (which, of course, we can't refuse because she's learning to share). If I leave her alone with the lollipop and then return a few minutes later, she's gone and either the lollipop is sitting on the table, Zach's eaten it, or it's stuck in her shirt sleeve.
Anyway, no hurry. It'd be nice to get the whole diaper thing out of our house. Not meaning the kids. I mean the diapers, the smell, the soiled diaper container. Yuck. But our kids are only young once.