100% Potty Trained

Hello Guys!

OMG.  Seriously....my mom got up w/ me this morning and BAM...she saw me go under my high chair, like I always do.  I go there to do my morning constitution, bc I like the privacy it provides.  She immediately took me upstairs and put me on my toilet and I sat there and got back up.  Didn't work. So we went back downstairs.  Then, when I went back under the high chair....BACK up the stairs we went and then back on the little toilet I went.  She sat w/ me in my restroom, and then left, so I could be alone.  And then, plop.....she heard it.  She started clapping.....I could hear it....and then I started clapping, bc I KNEW I had done something really good!  I am 100% potty trained.

All is well in the Hall household!  Mom and Dad are So proud!

Love,
Ben

Potty Trained!

Hi guys!

Sorry it's been a while again.  We get going and forget to post sometimes. 

OK, so my mom is super pumped about this one, because I am potty trained!  Not 100%, you know....not the big stuff yet, but this morning, my mom and I were hanging out watching Saturday cartoons and I grabbed her hand, led her to the stairs where she asked me if I had to go peepee and I said Yes.  We went upstairs and she put me on my little seat....left to give me some of my own personal time, and when I came out of the bathroom (with no pants on, ha ha!), she saw that I had totally pee'd IN the little toilet.  BAM!  Done and Done!  Love it!

Oh yea, and you want to know her even more favorite part of this story?  Daycare did the potty training, so mom & dad haven't really had to try that hard, since I'm such a smarty pants.  :)

Hope you enjoy your weekend, folks.  This fall weather is our favorite!
Love you guys!
Ben

Halloween 2013

OK, so at first, I got all upset because I hate the little shoe cover thingies that my mom put over my tennis shoes.  I mean, I hated them.  I started crying and crying and crying, but my dad reassured me that they weren't anything bad.  I still kept on crying for a bit.  Don't blame me...I needed the attention, ok?  ;)  And let's also not forget the fact that they didn't fit my shoes anyhow...my mom couldn't get them to Velcro together because I'm too big for them.  LOL  I already wear a large size 7, about to wear 8's and I'm 2 years old.  I think I'm supposed to be wearing a 4 going on a 5...so I'm a tad large right now already.  See how these little show covers are hanging off the back of my shoes?  Ha ha....janky!  Thanks, dad!

So, my dad finally put me in my favorite tricycle and we were off to the park for the Halloween extravoganza!  I was having so much fuin in that thing this year because all the kids were on their way over too, and everyone was dressed up!

Once we made it over to the park, we were too late for me to get into the competition...but I didn't care about it anyway...that stuff takes too long and I'd get too bored w/ that stuff, so what did I do?  Oh yea....I climbed up onto the little jungle jim and got up on the slide and slid down that bad boy.  Uh huh!  I love the slide!~  I am crazy on that thing too, my friends!

And then things got a little more crazy, because I obsconded w/ somebodies random wand and I didn't caere who's it was.  HAHA. Seriously, I just started marching around w/ that thing, flinging it around and zapping peeps w/ it, as if I was zapping them w/ some kind of magical Ben Juice or something....and I would just laugh my ASS  off every time I'd zap somebody.  It was so much fun, so I'm stoked my parents took me to the park!  Thanks Mom and Dad!  and I guess I lked my outfit too! Not so bad for a 1 time deal, eh?

Here is where the zapping begins!

Ok, seriously, who ate the Junior Mints?

Dad, I'm really thinking that it's nice you want to help me count my candy, but that doesn't mean you get any, ok?

Dad's Belts are the best!!!

I know that's a weird title, but don't freak out.  It's just that I love playing w/ my dad's belts and it's such a funny thing that I thought I'd tell y'all about it.  Most times I walk as fast as I can from my bedroom to my mom and dad's room...and when I get in front of their bed, I tear around that corner like my life depends on it.  Then, as I go down the hall to their master bath, I laugh and giggle and run as fast as possible.  I don't want anyone to know what I'm doing, but once I'm right below the belts, which my dad has hanging from the little hook, I lose it and start screaming and laughing even harder.  He'll come around and hand me one of them, which I gently take w/ me around the entire upstairs area, dragging it behind me and looking like the cat that ate the canary.  Don't ask...none of us get it.  We're just rolling w/ it...

Friday the 13th is full of surprises!!!!

Well, OK.....I've got to update you on things around the Hall Household.  I have had an ear infection in my right ear for about the last 6 months.  Pretty much since I started Daycare, which is totally expected to catch a cold here and there, but my right ear infection has lasted much longer than it should.  Since it's not ever cleared up to 100% after all of the meds, twice daily ear drops and doctor visits, we realized that we had to make some decisions.

I've also had periodic infections in the left ear, but it's completely cleared up now.  Dr. Tardy thinks that it's causing me to have delayed speech.  Yada-Yada, right?  The rub is I get to go to speech therapy classes every Tuesday/Thursday at 11am.  He also wants me to go see an ENT (Ear Nose Throat Doctor), because it could also be that I can't hear that great from the right ear.  My mom is so inappropriate, but she keeps telling my dad that I sound like a deaf person, and I kind of do.  Like really yawny type of words...they can tell I'm trying to say the word, it just sounds really awkward.

At first my parents weren't too keen on the idea...because they know I'm MORE than fine, but at the end of the day they folded because they both think it's what best for me.  Can't hurt to get someone to help kick start my words, right?  I mean, it's funny because I overheard my mom telling my dad, "Why ruin a good thing, you know?"  And they are right, because once I get this mouth thing going, they will never hear the END of me!

I started Speech Therapy yesterday, and there was a lady and a man there watching me.  They basically just let me play around in the room w/ all of their toys.  They let me put circles into circle holes, triangles into triangle holes, asked me which toy was red, which one was blue...you know, totally easy stuff.  My mom didn't get to go because of a work meeting (grr), but dad was there to monitor and make sure everything was kosher, and it was.  My dad said I got one thing wrong...and since both therapist's were flanking me during the observation session, the lady said she saw my eyes go directly to the right object, but I ended up doubting myself and picking the wrong thing instead.    That's normal too, right?  Haha!

I haven't seen an ENT yet, but after my first 3 observation sessions, they have already identified that I have delayed speech and no other issues.  So, at the end of the day it's exactly what my parents thought....their bet is I'm getting a tube put into my right ear, so once we see the ENT, we'll know more.  Until then, it's me, my parents and these 2 goons that watch me for 45 minutes 2 times a week.  Wish me luck!

Love you guys!
Ben

Potty @ Home!

I did it.  I went upstairs w/ my dad and went potty all on my own....and at home this time.  My Big P and Papa K just happened to have stopped by when it happened, so when I came downstairs to greet everyone, I was met w/some crazy & loud applause.  How cool is that?

I'm not 100% potty trained.  Understand that I still crapped my pants just minutes after this huge moment.  Baby steps, right? 

Love ya!
Ben

P.O.T.T.Y!

Yo Yo....in the hayouse!  This is Benji and my dad just glanced at my report card from school today.  Uh-huh....."Went Potty."  That's right folks, I did it...all on my own.

Now if I could just do it while I'm at home so my parents can see.  LOL

Love ya!
Ben