Friday, February 26, 2010

More similarities to Daddy

Every day, Desi shows another way that he is his father's son. The latest? Desmond loves to do something that Daddy also loves to on the toilet.

That's right...Desi will sit on the toilet for much longer than necessary with a book on his lap. He working on that whole potty training thing, too. But, who cares as long as he's got that classic mystery, "The Cat in the Hat" to entertain him while he waits for Captain Poopy to make an appearance.

Not right now, not right now, not right now I can't poo. I have to keep reading 'bout Thing 1 and Thing 2.
And, thus it goes, every night, some afternoons and the occasional morning. We plop Desi on his little potty seat on top of the big potty. First thing he says is, "Buh, Buh". (by the way...this sounds just like Book, without the K. Not Buh, like Buh-Bye.) We give him whatever is nearby. Sometimes a Dr. Suess novella...sometimes a Newsweek...and he flips through the pages. Sometimes he goes potty...sometimes he doesn't.

He'll get there, one day.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Thanks for the books and a Baby Video of the Day

Thanks to Grandma P. and Aunt Jennie for buying books for the little dude.

The book party went well.  It sounds like Mara sold just over $200 worth.  And that's before we submit Shaundar's wish list.  With is a full page long.  At the party, she handed me the form and said, "Add anything you want.  There's one line left."

Also...for your viewing pleasure.  I've had people tell me about this video.  I just pulled it.  It's pretty humerous.  And, I have a feeling we'll be seeing behavior very similar to this is the coming months...or hours. 

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Who taught him this?

Desi has developed a new, rather rude, habit at the dinner table.  Can you tell what it is?

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Buy books

Desi loves books.  If you would like to buy him some, go here:

We're holding a book party at our next PEPS meeting.  So, the more people that buy, the bigger discounts we get.  BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Friday, February 5, 2010

Desi has a rep

For those of you that have recently seen Desmond around the house have probably met Bubba. Bubba is Desi's duck-headed washcloth (often called a "lovie"). Actually...there are four of them. One is yellow with a duck head, one is light blue with a bear head. One dark blue with a dog head. And, one is white with what I think is a bear head but it has sheep fur, so it's some kind of sheep-bear washcloth something.

By the way...Desi has named these creepy washcloths Bubba. We had nothing to do with it.

I've always meant to write a blog about how good Desmond has been about weaning himself from things. He weaned himself from nursing, weaned himself from the swaddle and the sucky, and he's even weaned himself from the bottle.

However...I think it will be another 15 years or so before he weans himself from his Bubba.

At home, if Bubba is out and in site, he will instantly point to it and say, "Bubba!" As he's getting ready for bed, "Buba!" When he's playing in the living room, "Bubba!" Basically...just about any time.

Bear-Sheep Bubba stays at daycare for him. He sleeps in Desi's cubby and comes out at needed times of day. These times are typically 8:30, 8:43, 8:55, 9:10, 9:30, get the picture.

Sometimes, he won't relinquish his death grip on one of the home Bubbas until I can get him his daycare Bubba in hand. Even then, it's sometimes a fight.

So...what's this rep, you ask?

This morning, as I was dropping him off at work, he was getting mad at me when I was trying to take off his coat. See...he had a cracker in one had and he wouldn't let go. I couldn't get his coat off without moving the cracker and he wasn't being cooperative. I finally got the coat off, but the cracker went with it. Desi was not happy. So (as I have been trained to do by my son) I went to the cubby and got Bear-Sheep Bubba. This calmed him down.

This was when Teddie, the teacher in the toddler room, informed me of what happens when Desi gets cranky during the day. If he starts fussing, about whatever, many of the kids will instantly start scanning the floor and saying, "Where's Bubba? Where's Bubba?" Because, clearly, even at school...the only thing that can stop the whining of my little man, is Bubba. And, everyone knows it.

I'm so proud.

I can't NOT chime in on this Supreme Court thing

So, it's no secret on this page that I am rapidly pro-life.  I don't beat around the bush on this topic.  But, what you may not know...