Our First Pee-Pee on the Poddy!

We finally had a pee-pee on the poddy last night....

and wouldn't you know....

it was our little
G R A H A M !

At 21 months, Graham managed to achieve out what his stubborn three-year-old brother cannot be bothered with.

It happened when we were getting the boys ready for bath and Graham was naked on our bed. A couple of times before we let him sit on our bed naked, and he cried to get down and then prompltly peed on the hardwood as soon as his little feet hit the floor, indicated he at least knew the bed is not the place for pee-pee. Last night he was on our bed naked, and he got fussy and started grabbing his little weiner and yelled "Pee-pee! Pee-pee!" We weren't sure if he was just identifying his anatomy or what. Then he yelled out "PODDY!" So Dan picked him up and carried him into the bathroom.

A minute later I heard Dan screaming "Good boy, Graham!" over and over with proud elation.

I went running into the master bath in disbelief. "Did he pee on the poddy?"

"Yes!" grinned Dan. "He sat there for a minute. Then he did a little pee. Then as soon as he finished, he got up off the toilet."

The whole thing was too purposeful to be a lucky accident. My Graham is a little smarty pants!

So then it was time to bust out the "Pee-pee on the poddy treats" which were supposed to be for Cole. Cole and I went to the dollar store several months ago, and I let him pick out any and every toy he wanted. Then I made him tell me if he wanted each toy to be a "pee-pee treat" or a "poo-poo treat," and we created two big bags together. The bags have been sitting there just waiting for Cole to stop being so stubborn and do something in the toilet already. Last night after Graham went, I proclaimed that he earned a "pee-pee on the poddy treat" and went to get the bag.

Graham took his toy and went about his business, not realizing the significance of his accmplishment.

Cole watched Graham pick a little toy out of what was supposed to be his bag, and he suddenly became very motivated. "I'm gonna do poo-poo on the poddy so I can get a car."

We were thrilled. I whipped off his diaper only to find that he had already taken a big shit all over himself. So we cleaned him off and sat him down and encouraged him to try pee-pee like his brother so he could get a treat too. I left the room, and by the time I came back, Cole was sitting there looking all pissed off. Unable to match his little brother's accomplishment, he came to his own conclusion:

"My pee-pee doesn't work, Mama. My pee-pee doesn't work."

Goals

For months now I've been having vague thoughts about trying to train for a race to get my fat ass in shape and lose some weight. Now that the New Year is here, I just sat down and searched the web for training programs. After looking at a couple of programs for beginners, I am optimistic that around the time of my 33rd birthday in June of this year, I will be able to give myself the birthday present of finishing a 10k race.

Here's how I hope everything will work:

First of all, I have a gym membership to an awesome gym that has been ignored for several months as the busy holiday season, amongst other things, overtook my life. The gym has childcare facilities, and the boys are in desperate need of some socialization, because they now have been home with a nanny since August and are still waitlisted at the daycare of my choice. I'm going to start taking them with me and letting them socialize at the gym preschool facility for an hour or so several days each week while I work out. This is a win / win / win arrangement, because I will get to work out / the boys will get to hang out with other kids /and I will save some money since our nanny is paid hourly and the gym chilcare facilities are included with our family membership. Yes! I love my plan! (The boys just have to cooperate and not scream and fuss when I leave them there. Keep your fingers crossed!)

Now, regarding my fat ass running... I have a plan for that too:
"The Couch-to-5K Running Plan". It's a 9 week program that definitely seems doable that is supposed to have you running 3 miles when you finish. 9 weeks from tomorrow (my start day) puts me into early March, and there is a local 5k race (The Holton Elementary 5k) that I can run on March 8 if all goes well. That is goal number 1.

Then, to get to the 10k, my REAL goal, I move onto this 10k beginner training program that I found. The only pre-requisites are that I be able to run 3 miles comfortably (which I'm hoping to be able to do by March), and that I be able to run 3-4 days a week. It is a 12-week program, and if I start the 2nd week of March right after my 5k, I will finish it by June 1st, just in time to run a local 10k race on that day (The Stratford Hills 10K).

So, in theory, if all goes well, by the time I turn 33 the first week of June, I will have run a 10k and be very, very proud of myself.

That is my plan and I'm all excited. I've never enjoyed running, but I'm a goal-oriented person, and I've got both training programs printed out and will look forward to crossing off each of the 63 training work-outs one by one.

If I get really into it and can find the time, I'll do other cross-training at the gym on my non-running days (weights, biking, aerobic classes, etc). Or if it's not feasible to get to the gym, there's always my collection of Taebo tapes or our eliptical machine in our basement. But all that would be gravy... I'm not going to hold myself to anything beyond the three running days each week, since there are so many other demands for my time right now.

I'm pumped and motivated for my plan!
Go me!!