Our three boys are similar in many ways. All very active, in constant motion, and competitive with each other. But they also have developed very unique personalities and it’s fun observe. A recent trip to the playground is the perfect observation booth. To Thing 1 everything is a game. He wanted ...

Sometimes it’s best to rip the band aid off quickly.  There is a very brief amount of pain but then it’s over.  That has been the case with getting Thing 3 to do major new things.   It’s how we got him to move from his crib to a bed. ...

We knew this was coming. But that doesn’t make it any easier. We delayed as long as we could, knowing the difficult road that was ahead. Now, we can’t put it off any longer. It’s time to potty train Thing 3. Most every transition has been tough ...

One word: Popsicles!

We’ve seen some pretty weird behavior from Thing 3. From all the comfort objects he sleeps with, to putting stickers on his face, to sticking raisins up his nose. But somehow he still manages to top himself. We’re officially in potty training with Thing 3. To say it’s ...

Thing 3 eats. A lot. You may recall his “Michelin Man” nickname as a baby. But he is VERY particular about what he eats. So much, in fact, that he prefers to do his own grocery shopping. Lucky for us, the local supermarket caters to just his demographic: ...

We have been working for a long time with Thing 3 to use his words instead of crying when he wants something. Or, more likely, when he doesn’t want something. Rather than breaking into a tantrum because he wants Apple Jacks instead of Fruit Loops, or the green bowl instead ...

Thing 3 got a bunch of stickers for his 3rd birthday. I usually think of stickers as something you use to decorate paper. But, if you are Thing 3, you think body art. I guess we should expect some tattoos in his future.

Today is Thing 3’s third birthday! It comes with the usual celebration and cheer. But it also represents another special event worth celebrating. The end of the Terrible Two’s! Starting today, no more tantrums, right?