No Girls Allowed!

I didn't have anything to blog about. Just wanted to share some pictures.

This is Boston's suit for church. He looked pretty handsome. We have a fight every morning I want to comb his hair. He HATES it. He says he doesn't want anyone to see him and think he's handsome. I know... I'm a hairdresser. He should be use to it. Needless to say, his head will be buzzed by Saturday.

I could not talk Boston out of these white socks. He insisted. I had to give on something after I tackled him down to comb his hair.

We just bought Logan this Bumbo baby seat. He loves it.

Don't you just want to kiss him? He is such a cutie.

When we were at State Wrestling, Cody took Boston swimming in the hotel. Boston is quite the dare devil. He was jumping in the pool by himself (Cody was close by) and wouldn't let Cody hold onto him. He would even take the ring off and jump in the pool without it trying to land in the circle. We had to keep a very close eye on him.

Boston was a little fish. Loves to swim.

Logan enjoyed watching daddy and Boston with Grandpa Rich.

Oh, I do have one story to share. We had a wrestler in the finals at state this year that ended up getting pinned. After the match he was over talking to Cody, and Boston decided to tell the wrestler that he was not a good wrestler. Cody's mouth about fell on the floor. The wrestler didn't hear him and kept asking Boston "what?" so Boston kept trying to tell him that he wasn't a good wrestler while Cody was trying to cover Boston's mouth. Cody was explaining to Boston that he was a really good wrestler but Boston didn't care. He said "No dad, he got beat. He's not a good wrestler." The wrestler did end up hearing what Boston said and just thought that he was funny. He then challenged Boston to wrestle (playfully) but Boston told him "no, you're not good". All I can say is... 3 year old's.

We're Done!

You are being forewarned... this is a potty training blog. If you don't like to hear/read the words "poop", "pee", or anything like it, you are free to move on. Otherwise, enjoy.

Boston is potty trained!! I can not tell you how thrilled I am. I don't know how it happened but I don't care. We are done with changing a 3 year old's butt. We went from him kicking, screaming, fighting, & crying to him going both poop and pee (see there are the words) all by himself... and both in the big toilet! I was so happy he was going on his little potty but it was starting to get disgusting to clean it out. We are so happy he is a big boy now!!! Boston still wears pull-ups to bed but he has not had one wet one. We just have him wear them at night just in case. During the day it's all underwear all the time! Can you tell that we are a little excited? So is Boston.

The conversations we have are so funny. Here are a few things Boston tells me now that he goes on the potty:

* (this is after he goes poop on the potty) "Holy crap, that's huge!"

* "You better get out of here mom, I'm going to stink you out!"

* He was using TONS of toilet paper to wipe so we told him if he wants to wipe himself he can only use 3 squares. So he only uses 3 squares... each square at a time.

* (as he's running to the bathroom) "Watch out, I've got to go poop"

Those are the only things that I could remember and some of them have already happened today. We definitely have a very funny 3 year old.

Don't you think it's funny how once you become a mom, these things become everyday conversations with your friends who are also moms. If you decided to read this whole post I am assuming you are also a mom/parent and don't mind all of this. If you are not and find it a little weird just know that your day will come.