becole DS1 insists on matching 2.0 most days. If he wears a shirt with a fire truck, I better have a fire truck onesie to out on his brother. I'll sit on your bench.
becole DS1 insists on matching 2.0 most days. If he wears a shirt with a fire truck, I better have a fire truck onesie to out on his brother. I'll sit on your bench.
Also with you guys, though I don't have any matching outfits until they both go up one size because I am the worst size estimator ever. But from then on, matching until they are both old enough to roll their eyes at me.
Post by smallpotato on Dec 16, 2016 22:12:22 GMT -5
+1 for matching the boys. Thank goodness Carter's has both of my boys' sizes. N and G are matching in our pics, and apparently my SIL bought the same sweater and shirt for my nephew. I also got them coordinating Christmas jammies. I am excited since I'm not sure how long N will put up with matching his baby brother.
becole DS1 insists on matching 2.0 most days. If he wears a shirt with a fire truck, I better have a fire truck onesie to out on his brother. I'll sit on your bench.
Also with you guys, though I don't have any matching outfits until they both go up one size because I am the worst size estimator ever. But from then on, matching until they are both old enough to roll their eyes at me.
I don't have anything that matches *exactly*...yet. But both have a lot of truck/fire truck/football shirts, or shirts the same color, and that is good enough for DS1.
Yes, the all caps are appropriate. He's been pee trained since April, but was terrified and would scream bloody murder if we made him sit on the potty to poop. After two months of cleaning his man sized poops out of his big boy pants, I trained him to ask for a diaper to poop in. We've attempted everything since then to try to persuade him to go on the potty; bribes, praise, stories of feeding fish, watching us poop, to no avail. Finally, a couple weeks ago, I told him when his diapers were gone he HAD to go on the potty because the store ran out of his size. He watched the pile dwindle, and used his last one yesterday afternoon. It took 2 hours of tears and sweat, our dinner is cold, there was literal shit everywhere from the living room carpet to MH's foot, but he finally went. TWICE.
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