New Bedtime Routine

Second night in a row: snoring at the door jamb. With friends.

 

Hong Kong Visit

Since I wasn't there, I can't really blog about the Bub's trip with Mama to Hong Kong.  What I can share, however, is a bunch of pictures from Nerdy and Alice documenting the persistent silliness of Sasha and Maya together.

 

Just Off the Plane

Lumberjacks for the Green Bay Pack!

What do you mean, they're not playing the Superbowl?

The Daily Poop

Potty training, as I've mentioned, can have unintended and amusing consequences.  Like having a little person keeping me informed about the state of the toilet.  Another reward of the newly potty-trained child, if you're amenable, is his detailed inspection of what comes out of him.  For your entertainment, I will share with you some recent comments.  And also to help you start a similar observation program in your own home.  (If you're scatologically squeamish, please read no further.)

"Two poops. One big one and one little one."

"It's a mustache poop!"

 "A poop family."

"Wow.  That's a really long poop!"

"Hey, a moon poop."

"Oh my gosh.  Look at this tornado poop!"

"I'm not having diarrhea."

This last statement was Sasha's attempt to institute his friend Finn's strategy of Invent an Alternate Universe Where Things Are As You Wish Them To Be.  When we couldn't have a playdate because we were going to visit Grandma, Finn announced to his mom that in fact, Sasha's grandma is sick, so Sasha can't go and he's coming over to play instead.  Or when he announced that school was closed today, so we're going to Sasha's house to play instead.  Maybe this is another program you could institute in your own home.

The things you can learn from little boys.