Thursday, June 17, 2010
However premature this celebratory post may be, we don't care. Succeeding at getting one half of a No.2 in the potty (the other half was planted in a very covert manner in the shed, but discovered and thanks to Momma's quick reflexes interrupted) is no small achievement for this little boy.
As a reward Gus is now spazzing out drooling on a lollipop as big as his head (or almost). I've been promising him this specific reward for months now...I'm so happy to see him excited about it all.
See what happens tomorrow....now off to clean the other half out of the shed and wipe down one sticky child...
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Tuesday brought a bicycle crash and much tears and almost as much blood. Look at my poor baby's fat lip! For a couple of hours he looked like a child whose mother's name is Angelina. By today the lip has crusted over and the tears have long dried up. He's even hopped right back onto his bike, which he now rides like a champ leading one parent jogging at a furious pace to keep up. I'm contemplating elbow and knee pads along with a bull-body bubblewrap suit...
I need more sidewalks and fewer cars!
Sunday, June 6, 2010
I recently sent my two guys to Alabama to go spend a few blissful and relaxing days in the good company of Granna & Pap.
Gus came back with as many mosquito bites as he had when he left - and a big smile on his face and a new word in his vocabulary: SuperMommy.
Needless to say, I like it!
He also brought back a bagful of handsome, boyish clothes and another blueberry bush for me.