Sam came down with a rotten cold on Christmas Eve, so he was up a couple times in the night. He needed another nose wipe about 6:20am and then promptly fell back asleep til we woke him at 8. I almost couldn’t believe that I was the one awake, waiting for Sam to come see what Santa brought. I was seriously giddy with excitement. It was so pretty outside from all the snow. I had the music playing and Dan was just getting out of bed when I took this.
“Open presents please!” I thought he’d have the biggest, most happy reaction to his pedal bike but honestly, he just kind of walked past it and wanted to open the gifts and had the funniest, most amazed reaction to the silly little chocolate advent that was sitting by his stocking. He was even more excited for his underwear! Just the actual opening of presents (no matter what was inside) was what he wanted and was most interested it. He would say, “let’s open another one…what is it? what is it Mom?!”
He got some big and small legos from Grandpa Mike. I’m excited to keep adding to this bucket. We built a helicopter, trucks and a house already. Seems to really like it. He was also spoiled with lots of new undies and more PJ’s.
The best gift of all though was this random tiny airplane I put in his stocking. I thought he’d just put it aside after he saw his bike and other few things but no, he had to hold, sleep and play with it all day long. It was a hit!
While we were not planning to start this whole potty training thing until the day after, Sam asked to put his undies on and just naturally told us when he needed to go. I’m sure no one wants to start potty training on a day like Christmas, but he had it in his head the whole month that when Santa came, there were no more diapers and he took it to heart. So proud of him.
He definitely came around to liking the bike 🙂 We spent pretty much all day at home yesterday to be close to the bathroom. He went up to the window to watch the snow many times on the bike. He’s done great the last 2.5 days with few accidents and lots of successes…although seems he’s afraid to poop. He’ll say he needs to go, but then freezes up and won’t go. Hasn’t done a good one yet and that’s three days of holding it in. I know we’ll get there soon, but I hope to be able to keep letting him know that it’s totally fine to “do poops” in the potty and hoping we can celebrate big when it happens. (TMI maybe?, sorry:)
Dan is at the hospital now getting his toe surgery. I’m so glad he’s getting this done and will finally be on the road to recovery and back to his normal life. Grandpa Mike is there with him and here for a couple days. SO thankful and glad he’s here to play with Sam, help us out and just be with us.