The next morning we were woken up by a distraught Alyssa, who was upset (understandably) that the Tooth Fairy never came overnight. As it turns out, her other loose tooth, which was next to the tooth that came out last week, had come out while Dan and I were out. I found out later that Alyssa told my mom, who apparently found it unimportant enough to let us know. So on the fly, I told Alyssa that the Tooth Fairy must have gotten very busy that night, but she would surely be here tonight (which was last night).

So last night rolled around, and right as Dan and I were getting ready to fall asleep, we suddenly remembered about Alyssa’s tooth (and I remembered to go take my one a day vitamin)! Man, that would have sucked SO bad if the Tooth Fairy missed her stop two nights in a row. So we scurried into her room, maneuvered the loose tooth out from under her pillow, and put a dollar bill in its place. And this morning? She was happy as a clam.

Ah, I can’t believe the days of the Tooth Fairy are here. But it’s great! The little plush fairy we’re using for Alyssa’s loose teeth is from Gifts Defined, and I’d definitely recommend it as a potential baby shower gift.

Anyway, Alyssa’s tooth came out yesterday! She had been working at it all morning and afternoon with her tongue, and came in while I was researching spring plungers (for another article, of course) and asked me to help her pull it out. I cleaned a pair of tweezers, warned her to tell me if it hurt at all, and gave her loose tooth a gentle tug. It didn’t come out, but after she pushed at it with her tongue it did!

The little fairy doll Alyssa is holding came from Gifts Define. Isn’t it adorable? I’ve been holding onto it for over TWO YEARS! I was so excited to give it to her the other night in preparation for her tooth coming out. ♥

After she went to bed last night Dan and I snuck in, removed her tooth from the little pouch the fairy is holding (I put her tooth in my jewelry box; I’m going to have to figure out a better spot for it!), and put a dollar coin in its place. Her squeals and “Mommy, guess what!” this morning alerted Dan and I to the fact that she woke up and found the coin. I can only imagine the look of excitement, hope, and wonder on her face.

My little baby is growing up! :*)

But seriously, this whole potty-training thing? It has mostly been a breeze! We began Monday afternoon, and by Wednesday morning he ceased having any #1 accidents in his underwear. On Thursday morning, in fact, he woke up on his own, took off his own diaper (it’s cloth, but it fastens like a disposable), went to the bathroom, then put on a clean pair of underwear. How awesome is THAT?

And here I was, going crazy trying to get Excel to behave with my laptop computer, so that I could create a spiffy spreadsheet that would chart accidents and successes throughout the day. It looks like I didn’t need ANY of that!

I guess it just goes to show you, when they’re ready, they’re ready! Now to work on the #2 issue. I also want to log how often his diaper is dry in the morning, so I can figure out when to stop giving him liquids so that he can learn to stay dry overnight. But for the time being, I’m perfectly fine with him being in diapers for nap and bed times!

And Ryan has started potty-training! He went to the bathroom with no prompting (I simply suggested that he use the potty like a big boy after he complained for the millionth time about the fit of his cloth diaper) early yesterday afternoon. I immediately took him to Target for a toy of his choosing (he picked out a $10 Play-doh kit, whew!), and since then he has been in underwear except for at night. He’s had a few accidents, but he’s also peed in the potty at LEAST six times since then! WHOO!

I love my babies, and I am SO proud of their accomplishments!!!

mama
dada
no
uh oh
ball
joo (milk, juice)
go
shoe
more
cookie

Ten words for a two year old isn’t much, and picking up a new word isn’t a big deal… if your child isn’t Ryan. For months we did the sign for “more” and told Ryan “more”. Nothing clicked until two weeks ago, when out of nowhere he started signing and saying “more”!

Today came cookie. I had pulled apart an Oreo cookie and was just about to eat the delicious creamy center of it when Ryan came by and snatched the cookie out of my hand. I called him a cookie thief, and next thing I know he’s holding up the cookie and saying, “cookie! cookie! cookie!” We gave him a few more cookies, each time saying “cookie”, which he would then repeat.

Yay for cookie.

YES, he is as big as he looks! 35 lbs. or so, and probably 34″ – 35″ in length!