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Thursday, July 9, 2009

I Scream, You Scream

For our local park's Ice Cream Social, with...

...ICE CREAM...

...art projects...

...a bounce house...

...face paintings...

...friends...

...games...

(a little nap)

...music...

...and a bike ride home!

Just one of those rare perfect summer evenings.

Monday, July 6, 2009

This was meant to be a celebratory post...
I was going to revel in the joy of my fourth child potty trained. I was going to astound all by calculating the approximate number of diapers I've changed (a low count is somewhere around 5,000)...
But it's all off now. The potty situation has bottomed (tee-hee, why is bathroom humor so easy?).
I suspect that the thrill of peeing in the toilet is just gone. Calvin tried to keep the excitement alive by finding new places and situations in which to pee. Like when one of his older brothers had an accident in bed: Calvin assessed the situation, laid down in bed next to him, then did his own little puddle. (Just because he could! Just because he had the control, and hey, just because it's fun. Or that's what the gleeful look on his face said.) Two brothers peeing in a bed. What could be better?
And then he found the hollow pole outside and used it as an "extension", shall we say, right into the basement window wells. David caught him in the act with Enoch standing by in awe and admiration.

But soon even peeing off the front porch steps into the flower bed below lost it's golden glow. It's become too big a hassle for Calvin. Why stop playing and living for a small bit of wet in your pants? After all, it gives Calvin the perfect excuse to strip and live as nature intended. FREE!