Monday, August 23, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Panties and Hello Kitty Socks
For the last 2 weeks Melita has been diaper free. I hadn't mentioned anything sooner because I didn't want to jinx it or get prematurely happy if it was just a hoax. But it's real. Melita is potty trained. (editor's note: she still sleeps in a diaper only because she can't hold it through the night yet and I am not about to wake her up to go and ruin the precious solitude I get of her sleeping for 10 hours straight.) She wears panties and she loves them. I also got her some new socks just in case panties alone didn't make her feel praised enough. But it turns out panties were enough and the socks were just an added bonus.
It all started around Christmas when I bought a training potty. The idea was to just let her sit on it when she wanted, no pressure to actually do anything in it. Some Saturdays she would spend all morning sitting on it while watching cartoons. Sometimes she would be naked. Sometimes she would have a diaper on. Sometimes she even sat on it backward. I was just excited because was interested in interacting with the potty. Then around her birthday, I decided to follow Bethany's lead and buy panties to put on over her diaper. It worked for Violet so why not Melita? The truth is that potty training was the one single thing I was scared shitless about undertaking. I had no idea on how to approach it and definitely no idea on how to follow through with it. To be honest, I would keep changing diapers for as long as I needed. I just hated paying for them! When Melita moved to the 2 year old class in June, I started to feel the pressure from her teachers. Melita's classroom had its on bathroom and I could feel free to start getting her ready for the potty any time I wanted. And that's how it all began. The real star of this whole story is Melita. She basically potty trained herself. At any rate, I love her so much and even more so for making the transition from diaper to potty a breeze!
It all started around Christmas when I bought a training potty. The idea was to just let her sit on it when she wanted, no pressure to actually do anything in it. Some Saturdays she would spend all morning sitting on it while watching cartoons. Sometimes she would be naked. Sometimes she would have a diaper on. Sometimes she even sat on it backward. I was just excited because was interested in interacting with the potty. Then around her birthday, I decided to follow Bethany's lead and buy panties to put on over her diaper. It worked for Violet so why not Melita? The truth is that potty training was the one single thing I was scared shitless about undertaking. I had no idea on how to approach it and definitely no idea on how to follow through with it. To be honest, I would keep changing diapers for as long as I needed. I just hated paying for them! When Melita moved to the 2 year old class in June, I started to feel the pressure from her teachers. Melita's classroom had its on bathroom and I could feel free to start getting her ready for the potty any time I wanted. And that's how it all began. The real star of this whole story is Melita. She basically potty trained herself. At any rate, I love her so much and even more so for making the transition from diaper to potty a breeze!
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Poor Bungy
For the last couple of months, Bungy has been a itchy, scratchy fool. Every second of every day has been filled with the sounds of him scratching. In fact he scratched and shook so hard, he actually got an aural hemotoma which is basically when the blood vessels in the ear explode and the ear (between the cartilage and the skin) fills up with blood. While, it is not painful it can result in permanent disfiguring of the ear if not treated. For dogs with ears that normal point upwards, it look a little unsettling.
We like to call this his Tupac look. Of course we were concerned because his ear was starting to look like a sopapilla. I made an appointment at the vet and he was scheduled to have surgery the following week. I was told they would lance the ear, drain the blood, and then press his ear between two pieces of foam and sew threw the entire sandwich to keep the ear from refilling with blood.
This we like to call Gimpy Dawg. Thankfully he is healing well and he gets the foam ear off on Friday. This little incident also made us treat the yard and the entire house for fleas (finally!) and start Bungy on new flea medicine because obviously New Braunfels hosts a new strain of fleas immune to Frontline. I don't know what the new flea treatment is called, but it rocks the house! It is in tablet form like heart worm meds and within 4 hours of ingesting it all fleas are dead! I am happy to report that there has not been a single itch or scratch for the past two weeks. Take that, mutant fleas!
We like to call this his Tupac look. Of course we were concerned because his ear was starting to look like a sopapilla. I made an appointment at the vet and he was scheduled to have surgery the following week. I was told they would lance the ear, drain the blood, and then press his ear between two pieces of foam and sew threw the entire sandwich to keep the ear from refilling with blood.
This we like to call Gimpy Dawg. Thankfully he is healing well and he gets the foam ear off on Friday. This little incident also made us treat the yard and the entire house for fleas (finally!) and start Bungy on new flea medicine because obviously New Braunfels hosts a new strain of fleas immune to Frontline. I don't know what the new flea treatment is called, but it rocks the house! It is in tablet form like heart worm meds and within 4 hours of ingesting it all fleas are dead! I am happy to report that there has not been a single itch or scratch for the past two weeks. Take that, mutant fleas!
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