POTD "Too Many Friends"

Finlay has too many "friends." That's right. He calls his stuffed animals his friends. Of course he also uses the term friends for any and all other children, birds and bugs. Well, most bugs. Definitely not ants. He stomps on those any chance he gets. But back to the point... 

 

Every morning Fin requests that you help him lug all of his "buddies" (another term he likes to throw out there) out to the couch so they can all watch a show. "Get mine teddy. Where's mine cat? Where's mine robots?" As fun as lugging armfuls of stuffing around the house at 5:30 AM sounds, I'd rather not. But I do it because it keeps him quiet and because we all know it's always more fun to watch a movie with friends.

 

Still. I think we need to draw the line here. Seriously, good luck finding a place to sit in the morning. One chair is full of laundry and the couch looks like this. I don't know how it happened. His little clan of critters was once just Teddy, but now look! Interestingly though: Teddy, Brobie and Little Brobie are musts, but the other friends seem to come and go. One day you're in... and the next... you're left laying upside down in a cold bed while the new cool kid steals your gig. Life's just unfair like that.

 

So there's also the robots. Yes. Bots too. The Rescue Bots are the super heroes of a transformer spinoff show. When they don't have their "heads popped out" as Fin would say, they are rescue vehicles. (It's actually a pretty tolerable show.) So yeah, he has three robots (and a number of other plastic/metal car things that he insists are also robots) that he totes around too. It got bad for a while. During potty training ... he even insisted that they come in and watch. I REALLY did not want to lengthen the potty process even more by allowing a 5 minute set up and break down of transformers complete with vocal commands and those robot/car sounds that only little boys seem to be able to make. But... it's potty training. And you will say anything and do anything just to get them near the toilet.

Robots come too?

Ummmm... sure... the robots can come too.

Thankfully, we're past the preliminary potty training now. As of a couple weeks ago, we began enforcing a strict no toys in the bathroom policy. It was an adjustment, but so far, so good. 

Now if we can only cut back on the number of friends allowed on the sofa...