Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
That's what I have to do a lot these days. Laugh as hard as I can. Because there's a silly man in the house these days, and he likes to be encouraged. "Hey, Mom" he says with his grunts "Look at me with my sippy cup on my head! I'm wearing it like a hat!".
Okay - maybe he only says "Hat", but the rest is implied. Or sometimes instead of a sippy cup, it is a book. "Silly Brent," I tell him. "That's a BOOK, not a HAT!". And he giggles and laughs at his wonderful new sense of humor, with his nose stuck up in the air all squinty.
Then he usually does something bad and I have to put him in time-out. But we're getting there! There are moments of sanity and hints of the depth of his personality, in between the tantrums and fussing of course.
And I almost forgot to mention that we half-started potty training! Right now he likes to carry his "potty" around and use it as a step stool to try to reach dangerous objects. But he does understand part of it. I sit him on it and tell him to pee-pee. "Pee-pee?!" he repeats half a dozen times, pointing to the appropriate part of his body. And every so often he will go to it and repeat it. Right now we are just learning about it, so I'm not going through all the nakedness of the whole ordeal. Oh I tried, but then he just runs away, darting in and out of rooms at top speed in all his glory. The boy loves being naked, I guess.
So I thought I was doing pretty well. Later on, I watched unseen as he went to the potty and lifted the little plastic lid. I was so proud! Way to go, Brent!
Until I realized he was storing his sippy cup in it. He took it out, drank, and put it neatly back and shut the lid. Well, I guess it's a good thing it hasn't really been used yet. (sigh...)
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