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And in other, slightly gross, parenting news:
We're trying to get Aidan to not be terrified of the toilet, so, after changing him tonight, I held out the diaper and said, "This is your poopie."
He squealed a little and shied away.
"It came out of your butt."
He snuck up on the diaper, tilted his head and looked at for a minute. "Sorry," he said.
"Let's go flush it down the toilet where it belongs."
Then I had to drag him into the bathroom, kicking and screaming, to watch it die its watery death. He got interested when I didn't force him to actually sit on the toilet, though, and was quite willing to help me pull the lever. So, as long as we don't have a "ducky go down the hole" incident, I think we're a little bit ahead of where we were.
I loved the "sorry," though. Between that, him saying, "these are my mittens" in the car today (personal pronoun and complete sentence ahoy!) AND seeing a boy from his class outside of school and not running away or slapping him, but instead, grinning hugely and petting him, I feel like we've hit the trifecta of awesome with that boy.
Oh, and to add a Kara story for balance:
"Mom, you know my bear bank (see through plastic in a bear shape)? It's Pooh. I know it's pooh because it looks like pooh, smells like pooh, and tastes like pooh."
And she couldn't understand why I started laughing and couldn't stop.
Deena's kids are of the awesome. I grin like a maniac when I read the stories.
Do you need someone to send you the others, or are you netflixing them?
They're queued. I might need to own it though eventually.
::wee flail::
He snuck up on the diaper, tilted his head and looked at for a minute. "Sorry," he said.
Oh, so cute!
Sports Night is lots of fun. Jeremy and Natalie are the best.
i'm posting from my new laptop. AIFG!!!!
Thanks, Cash. They are something crazy wonderful.
Just yesterday Aidan was beating the crap out of me every time he turned around and not verbalizing anything at all, so I was discouraged about his progress. He, Greg and I have all had a sinus infection that won't go away and it's made it hard for Aidan to sleep, so we haven't slept much either. Then, last night, he had a full night's sleep and everything seems much less dire today.
Hec, sometimes your "good enough" parenting runs through my head and I'm comforted. I don't think I've ever told you that, but I thought you might like to know. It helps.
Hec, sometimes your "good enough" parenting runs through my head and I'm comforted. I don't think I've ever told you that, but I thought you might like to know. It helps.
I'm glad, Deena. Proof's in the pudding - your kids are doing great.
DAMN. For a second, it looked like I was going to get out of teaching tomorrow. We had a training scheduled, to talk about class schedules for next year. Unfortunately, it got cancelled.
On one hand, that's good - I don't need to plan a sub-capable lesson for the one class that isn't taking a quiz. On the other, bigger hand, it sucks, because I have to get up at my normal time instead of half an hour late, and i don't get a nice break from my normal schedule.
Oh well. Bed now. G'night.
THE NAWTY WORM HAS BEEN FOUND.
You are blaming your mom?!? Geeeeesh.
Oh, and K-Bug happened to be reading over my shoulder when I saw your "ATTNETION" and she turned into a puddle of giggles. Ahhhh, fun.
Sports Night is the shiznit.
Sports Night
is brilliant! Really, how did I never know this before? Just fucking brilliant.
It's made me laugh and sniffle and ship and ponder stuff. I'm good with this. So married. That night in Minneapolis with the Jager...
And my favoritest uncle called me. He's flying back into Oregon tonight - his part, not mine - and wanted to know how I was surviving snowpocolypse '07.
