Kaylee ,'Shindig'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
this is a dream in our house. A soggy dream.
Some of that might be physiological--don't kids have to produce a hormone or something that concentrates their urine overnight? I recall my BiL having that problem up until he was 5 or 6 and my MiL refused to have "strange chemicals squirted up his nose" since he'd eventually grow out of it. He did.
We have to limit liquids after 6 p.m.
MM awesome news. Now the whole house is got great jobs! Woot! Yippee!
I have nothing to say with the kids stuff, but it does make interesting reading.
Mal stays dry all night. He is thrilled with himself when he uses the potty, and is happy to wipe and flush. (Although since The Penis Must Never Be Touched the same cleaning wars we've had for 3 years continue). He knows he gets a sticker when he sits on the potty, and a REALLY COOL sticker when he actually uses it. He is the last kid in his class at daycare to be in pull-ups.
But he refuses to tell us when he needs to go, and will happily sit in his own refuse. When it's obvious he's pooing, he lies and says he isn't.
This is all going to come to a head (sorry) in about a week, because the summer program at daycare includes swimming...but only for the kids who are potty-trained.
Oh, Raq, my sympathies. I hope the swimming is incentive enough.
When it's obvious he's pooing, he lies and says he isn't.
Isn't this just hilarious, though? This is how it goes
:spies Owen red-faced and grunting in a corner:
Me: Owen, are you pooping?
Owen: Guuuhhhhnnnn...nnnnooooooo.
Me: :eyeroll:
I'm really liking this show we are working on right now. Good cast, great music, and cool in general. A good end to the season.
It has been a pretty low stress tech so far.
Cash, I closed up some of your HTML there. Hope I wasn't too intrusive off the trigger.
Yay for gainful employment, MM!
Susan, count me with the other spaced out kids. I was probably 30 before my mother stopped snapping her fingers in front of my face if she thought I was out there. I grew out of it by puberty. Had a bazillion tests, including a lumbar punch. All to be told it wasn't anything to be concerned about because I would grow out of it.
If we were computers, the zone-outs would probably be accompanied by hourglasses on our screens while the hard drive light blinked furiously as it processed something. The brain has to catch up with itself sometime.
So Mac people would have that annoying beach ball?