Calum is really wanting to be independent these days. "Let my do it" is constantly coming from his mouth. This morning, he and James had a disagreement about who should plug in the decorative Jack-O'Lantern - Calum insisting "Let MY do it"...and James trying to convince him that electricity is dangerous. Fortunately, Eilidh distracted him by saying "Do you want to play ballerina?" and then they danced around the room.
We're waiting for Eilidh's first tooth to fall out. We wiggle it a lot each day. Speaking of wiggling...Calum wanted to try to use the little potty today just as I had undressed him and wanted to change his diaper. He climbed up the stairs (naked) and said "mom, look at my bum-bum. It's wiggling".
Unlike other bloggers, most of the time there will not be a theme to my postings. Just random thoughts and stories. I can't seem to put it all together like real writers do!
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2 comments:
Glad that that was the butt-wiggling story that you told; i was nervous for a minute....
who says a blog has to flow symantically and all? who says it has to even make sense?
I say it MUST include butt wiggling stories...
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