Today has been a fairly typical day. I wake up to Isaac’s sweet voice on my right, going “broom broom BROOM!” I crack an eyelid, wondering as I do every morning in our blacked-out room, to what time they let me sleep. Isaac is propped up on a pillow driving a monster truck. A few…
Tag: potty training
Mini Mama
What an amusing sight this was: My 19-month-old, Isaac, chasing my almost-three-year-old, bare-bottomed Ian around and around the house, with little red toddler undies, gripped by the waistband in his chubby hands, insisting, “Wuh-wear! Wuh-wear! [translated: “underwear”]” I need to figure out how to make a photo album of “I wish I got a picture of that”…
I lost my cheese
Ian (3 in December) has recently potty trained. He likes to sit indefinitely on his toddler potty, sometimes taking his snack with him (eww), while watching a show. When he sits so long that my bottom starts to hurt just seeing him, I try to pry him off, but his usual response is, “Wait, I’m pooping.”,…
S.A.H.M. Hill 