Busy Busy Busy (and poop)

Last Saturday we went to the Dan Zanes and Friends concert. It pretty much blew Molly away; unfortunately Maggie was tired and loopy and just wanted to roll around on the floor and wiggle. My favorite part was when Zanes noted that there were major peace marches going on that day, and in honor of that he performed "Down By The Riverside". It marked the first, and hopefully the first of many times that my girls were exposed to art as a political mechanism.

Later that afternoon we went to a reception at the DeYoung Museum for Dug's cousin Jonathan, who was celebrating the end of his stint as artist-in-residence there. Could we have had a more textbook urban-parent day? A concert and a gallery party, and both lunch and dinner at restaurants?

Dug's aunt Ann and her partner Skip were in town, along with other family members, for the reception, and Ann and Skip stayed with us on Sunday night. The girls were in fine goofy performance mode the whole time. It really reminded me of the reasons why we're planning to move closer to family, although it also made me think of how disappointing it's going to be to move farther from my sister.

Molly has decided that it's time for her sister to be potty trained. Maggie's on board for sitting on the potty and loudly demanding privacy, but it's pure luck that she happened to poop there one time. She has no earthly idea (or maybe, she just doesn't care yet) when she's going to go. I don't feel ready for this yet. Which is totally lame of me, because she's two and a half. Some kids are fully trained by now. My thing is, I don't really believe in "training". I believe that a kid will use the potty when they're developmentally ready to do it, and my only job is to clean up the mess, provide encouragement, and remind them to go when they're too busy to think about it. I stressed about it too much with Molly and I really don't want to make it a big deal with Maggie. But I'm going to have to think about it, especially with Molly whispering sweet nothings to her sister about big-girl panties.

Comments

[Green]

I like the picture of the fist holding the scissors. It's purely coincidence that the painting is called Green.

[Grammy]

Oh, just let Molly potty train her! That's how your little sister got trained.
That Dan Zane must be Zaney? It looks cute. We never had children's concerts when you were little. I just hope it isn't too loud for their ears. Jonathan's stuff is fantastic, as usual. I really love his collages. They are amazing!