My take on motherhood, family and the occasional chair massage.
posted by Marinka at
He's my dream child. It took us three years to get The Eldest to pee anywhere but in a bathroom. We'd be hiking and my husband would tell him just to go pee behind a tree--he'd look at us like we'd just told him to poke his own eyeballs out.
He is both a poet AND a naturalist. You should be very proud!
Well, considering all the rhymes I just came up with, that one is pretty innocuous. :)
A little bit of both, I think!
Oh my gosh I love it!!! he's Soooo poetic and a naturalist at the same time. I have to chase my little one down to keep him from running out the front doore to "water the grass".
Who DOESN'T want to pee on a tree? :)
But, does he want to poop on the stoop? Is that how you even spell stoop? Yeah, okay, I'm done. He's a poet, no question.
You must be SO proud! Congratulations!
I'm so addicted to blogging, I'm afraid if I twittered I would HAVE NO LIFE LEFT AT ALL!!I'm scared.......
He's totally a fan of Mad Men
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I live with my husband and two kids (daughter 11, son 8) in NYC. I was born in Russia. I am usually exhausted. I hate small talk.
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