Potty Time - Fo Real!

We drank a whole lot of apple juice and chocolate milk today.

Can anyone guess why???

BECAUSE WE WORE THESE TODAY!!!

All day long. Well, except for nap time.
Momma was a chicken.

We ate snacks like these.

We used this to help remind us all of Potty Time.

I was downstairs this afternoon and I heard the timer buzz upstairs. I left it next to Hugo while he watched a movie. I was a little worried about how engrossed he might be with the movie. Would he hear the timer? Would I hear the timer downstairs? We both heard the timer ding a ling ling! Before I had a chance to say anything, Hugo hopped off his chair and did his Rhino stomp to the stair railing and yelled out, "Momma, potty!"

So why would little Hugo be so interested in being sure that I knew that the timer had buzzed?

Colorful and tasty Jelly Belly beans!

He gets a bean each time he tinkles.
He wanted a bean even when he didn't tinkle. I gave in.
The beans are pretty small and he only gets one - every 20 minutes!

Hugo does like to use the big potty. We just haven't been diligent.

My sister Millie told me this morning, when I phoned her up for moral support, that the Mom has to potty train herself first. Diapers are just too easy.
I have fallen into the trap.
But no more!

These are some of his favorite animals and these are hiding on the top shelf amongst the bath towels. Hugo will get one when he you know whats in the toilet.

Today he "filled" his new Buzz Lightyear undies.
He doesn't know who Buzz Lightyear is yet.
I wonder if it might have been a problem if he had?

Poppa had a little free time and made a pit stop in Toy-R-Us.
He picked up some cars which Hugo l-o-v-e-s!
These are also you know what prizes.

Have I mentioned here before that Hugo asks to watch Cars all the time? I do play it for him but... The problem you see, for me, is that he'll only watch 10-15 minutes of it and then he'll want to watch something else. He doesn't do this with any of his other movies. Just Cars. Movie time is when I can get something done or simply have some free time for myself. Sometimes, I think about hiding his movie Cars away somewhere.

This here truck is for something big. Cesar said I can give it to Hugo anytime.
I think this is a reward for like, a week without poopy undies!
The truck bed opens up to reveal a spa for McQueen.
I think Hugo will flip for it.

Red was in the present pile last night.
This morning, I found Hugo playing with it.
I questioned Cesar.
He simply couldn't resist.

So we have our fingers, toes, knees and ankles all crossed in hopes of a smooth,
and clean!, undies wearin first week!

Wish us all luck please!

';[l/ (Hugo's Mark)

The weather has been beautiful the past few days. Warm with no humidity and breezy, breezy, breezy. The nights have been cool and perfect for summer sleeping with the windows open wide.


During daylight hours, Hugo thinks of our bed as his personal jungle gym. He rolls about across its surface. Daily perfects his jumping technique and somersaulting posture. He hides among the pillows all ET like, waiting patiently for me to spy him. He also constructs tunnels under the quilt and leaves little boy toy treasure behind for me to discover.


With the windows wide open Hugo has learned that the sheer curtains blow over the bed with the wind. He hasn't spoken the word wind yet. When the wind blows and he feels it against his skin he'll tell me that, "It's cooollld" and hug his arms to his chest, even if its hot out. Silly boy. Hugo doesn't understand that the wind is moving the curtains. He gets pretty upset when he tries again and again to right the curtains or to simply keep them from covering his current line up of cars. I wonder what his brain is telling him about these pesky curtains? Could they be alive? Could they be possessed? Could they have it out for him and his cars? I find it pretty amusing to watch him battle with the blowing curtains. He bats at them with his hands and arms. He'll yell at the sheer curtains saying, "Stop!". If they continue to persist for too long he'll even use his monster voice.


This week Hugo expressed something new about himself and I've been provoking him ever since to hear his words again.

Tuesday night after Hugo's bath I wrapped him up in his towel and carried him to his dressing table. I hugged him close and set him down to towel him off. He likes the towel to remain covering most of him as I do this because he thinks he's cold. So anyway, I started to massage lotion into his skin like I have after all his previous baths. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by his littleness and how he is my son. Memories of his baby self flooded in and I felt so much love for him. I began to tell him that he was my baby, my special baby and how much I loved him and I'm sure I would have gone on and on except he interrupted me. He said, "I boy!" I stopped and starred at him and went wow, how did he figure that out? I told him he was right, that he was my baby boy. Nope. He didn't like that. He piped right up again with, "I boy!"

Car Transporting Options

Just want everyone to know that Mr Hugo is still very much in love with his cars. Every single day the car drawer is pulled out and dumped. Dumped across Hugo's bedroom floor, our bedroom floor, the living room floor or the kitchen floor. The dumped out cars are gathered up a few times a day back into the drawer and put away in Hugo's room. Then they venture out again. Sometimes I think they might be escaping the confines of the stacking drawers all on their own, seeking out Hugo's affection.


New ways have been adopted to carry multiple cars around at once. Pockets work but he's moved on from pockets. He uses an old easter basket sometimes. A multi colored hot pink basket given to him by our friend Ms Sheri. A never used Huggies Wipes container was being tried out in these photos. Not his favorite. Too many opening options for Hugo to navigate. Hugo's most common choice for carrying his cars about is one of his bug boots. Yep, his puddle splashin, mud stompin, made for weed wackin wearin bug boot. And both boots are not car worthy at the same time. Just one boot at a time carries his precious cargo. These boots haven't been worn by his feet in awhile because one or the other is never in it's place and when found, is always full of cars.

Car Happy Boy

Just thought I'd share some pics of Hugo enjoying a few of his many cars. Hugo loves cars and animals. It's a pretty close race between the two of these for his toy affection.

We have been driving Cesar's noisy diesel truck the past week or so. Hugo's engine revving noises have really improved. Another perk about the truck is that he sits higher up in it than he does in my car which allows him to see out and about better. Nearby there is a farm that we drive pass often which has buffalo. He normally hasn't seemed very interested when we see the buffalo. Kinda strange since buffalo are so large and oddly shaped, they have horns and sometimes run around and fight even. How could he not think they were cool?! Now as we drive on by the buffalo he shouts out to them and talks about all the babies that he sees.