September 2011
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Lovely man
It’s nice to have a boyfriend who comes over and reads two books to small one (one of which is entirely not age appropriate and therefore frustrating to reader and child), walks up the road with us, plays horses, laughs at karaoke versions of The Ship Song, and tolerates flatulence from small one while on his lap.
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Going potty
Small one has known for some time how to hold on but steadfastly refused to use anything resembling a potty or toilet. I thought this refusal may have been due to the boring potty design, so I bought a Winnie the Pooh toilet seat.
No love there.
So I threw out the five dollar ikea red potty, put aside the Winnie the Pooh toilet seat, and bought a seventy-five dollar contraption that SINGS...
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Extending comfort
Small one, still, goes to bed with several matchbox cars. The recent gifting from his grandparents of a Hot Wheels carrying case, containing 48 said cars, supports the inclination addiction.
This morning, he helped six of his animals - who also share his bed - get to sleep in the sunroom. The sunroom changes from hospital, to library, to dance space, depending on need.
The bears, tigers,...