- A broken TV
- McDonald's - whether we were eating there or not
- Snow days
- Potty training
The list could be much longer, of course. In general, though, Granmas don't feel the need to complain about the above - except maybe McDonald's, which is universal and ageless. But since we aren't with the munchkins continually, most things can be tolerated and even enjoyed from our perspective.
|My bathroom buddy|
Thanks to a motivating sticker chart that marks and rewards successes, Josiah is doing very well! But being no fool, he is also using his status to his advantage. Whenever Granma is around, he finds himself in desperate need of assistance in the bathroom - Granma assistance only. He certainly knows what he is doing and how to do it unaided. But being the second oldest of five, he has also learned that he can get an immediate reaction and private one-on-one time in close confines just by advertising certain needs. I am also well aware I am being manipulated, but I like one-on-one time, too.
Cute little love-bug offers me an invitation I cannot refuse and gathers me to himself by closing and locking the bathroom door. Without the lock, younger brother, Elijah, might join in the fun, which would defeat the purpose. Josiah drops trow and positions himself appropriately as the conversation starts. Many conversations revolve the fact that the door must remain locked, expounding on the necessity for privacy. Some of the talk is about either the previous or the next adventure on the other side of the door.
But my favorite one occurred just the other day. (Remember, I raised three boys before the five grandboys came along. I am well versed in bodily function conversations.) "Granma, when you pee you have to wash your hands." Indeed, and so we shall. "When you poop you have to wash your hands, too." Correct, again! "But, Granma, you don't have to wash your hands when you fart."
I would say he training is coming along beautifully, And I've never enjoyed potty training so much!