And then Kharma bites you in the butt!

Well, although potty training had been going well, we seem to have hit a wall. Dominic has had a couple of big accidents in the past couple of days that happened to coincide with Tracy and I thinking that we had it made. Also, the terrible twos seem to be upon us and, unbeknown to Tracy and I, there is a huge amount of frustration that accompanies this stage. Thanks for the incite all of you other parents!
On the other hand, Liam is frequently sleeping through the night (okay, 11:00 pm to 6:00 am, but come on!) and pretty much our favourite child at this point in time.

Oh yeah, and we are in the middle (hopefully end) of a freaking heat-wave; haven't seen a drop of water since (it feels like) February.

Oh that sweet smell!

Just a quick update (I know 2 posts in 1 day, wow!). Today was Dom's first complete accident free day (Pooh didn't do so well though). In fact, he asked to go to the potty twice this morning with Tracy (1 number 1 and 1 number 2) and once this evening, both times when we were not at our own home. Sweet freedom from diapers I can hear you call... oh crap, Liam's still got to get trained!

First International match

Okay, for those of you looking for an update on the kids - they are doing fine. Tune out now, because the rest of this post is going to be about Jason.

First, my shoes (and spandex) finally came in so now I can start riding my new bike. I spent a bit of time riding this morning while I was getting the pedals set up and the bike tuned a little bit (i.e. pumping up the tires) and I think it was money well spent. So now I have no excuse for not training for the triathlon in Fort Macleod at the end of the summer. I think I'm down to about 3 weeks before the race and I haven't been in the water in awhile. Should be interesting.

Second, as of last night (and this is stretching reality) I consider myself an International Rugby Referee. There was a touring U18 side from England (a school north of Newcastle) that played the Lethbridge Rugby Club. I thought I did a pretty good job even though my legs started to give out in the second half. Overall, the outcome was right, nobody got (too) hurt, and I didn't miss (too many) calls. The best part, I got 1 free beer for my troubles. Damn I love this sport!

Sometimes you're the pooper, sometimes you're the potty.

This past Tuesday Tracy started potty training Dominic and his potty training buddy Pooh (hey, I know most of the posts are about Dom but all Liam does is eat, sleep, and poop - kind of like his dad). Things have been going really well, with only one major accident. Dominic gets treats whenever we check and he has stayed dry and whenever he goes to the bathroom on the potty. We've taken him to Sam's birthday party and to 2 baseball games, all without major incidents (mind you, I wouldn't go swimming in Sam's pool if I were you).
Now, the major incident occurred on Friday night, after an accident free day. We all went to Dairy Queen for ice cream and to the park to play. Things were going really well until we went to get Dom to leave and noticed the stream of crap that was down his leg. In his defense, it looked runny and maybe he didn't feel it coming on. Dom was obviously very embarrassed, and is now down one pair of Curious George underpants (I don't think he's curious about somethings any more). Overall, things are going well and Dom is doing very well.

Dom's day of indefinate length

So yesterday we went to Calgary to order some stuff for our house, and to make our time more efficient, Shawn agreed to babysit Dominic for us. Once he warmed up to the setting, and got over his initial Buster incident, Dominic had a great afternoon at the Young's. Unfortunately for us, a great afternoon doesn't include time for a nap. He did sleep for about 30 minutes in the car, but at 11:00 pm at night (after a couple of closed door-"Go to sleep"-crying sessions) Tracy had to lay with him for a long time until he fell asleep. This was a great demonstration how a child reacts when over tired. Oh well, I got a couple of extra hours this morning as both Dominic and Tracy slept in.

As for little Liam, he is doing good. His eating is great, he is sleeping and being awake well (although not always at the appropriate times), and crying from time to time.

A few quick pics. The first is Liam sleeping (oddly enough), the second is Liam and his biggest fan, and finally Dominic and his cousin Alex (Jason and Michelle's daughter).

False Alarm

So, it appears that all is okay with our little Liam. There are a bunch of options for why he eating habits dropped off so dramatically, but I guess we'll never actually know. He seems okay now, especially since Tracy and I have figured out that he doesn't really like to eat in our arms. It's funny, but he is a much better eater when he is laying on his back somewhere. Doesn't really matter though, as long as he is getting the mLs in.

On another note, my garage is getting organized nicely. I feel more like a kid in a candy shop then ever when I go to the hardware store, cause there is so many great things to get your garage organized. I promise that when I get a little farther along (I've got one more shelving unit to build and a small work bench) I'll post some pics. Jer, I'm almost jealous that I don't have a blank slate again, treasure these moments. Losing my garage virginity has been fantastic, and I haven't even parked my car in there yet.

Food?

So, small issue with Liam, he doesn't think that he needs to eat! Over the past couple of days, Liam's intake has dropped to about 1/2 of what he normally eats. A trip to the Emergency on Monday, and a trip to the clinic today has led to no indication about why this is happening. Both docs that he saw did a bunch of tests (including blood work at the hospital) and nothing showed up. So, I guess these are the joys of being a parent. We've got an appointment with his doctor tomorrow, and hopefully she can give us some help.