Thursday, September 24, 2015

Hank funny 9/24/15

Today we were on our way home from target and I said, "Hank, I love you." Without hesitation you replied, "I love daddy." Stinker! Then we argued about who loved daddy more and if he was Hank's daddy or Ma's daddy. 

You do not like the scene in The Jungle Book at the end that starts with the birds. You ask me to fast forward it. 

You do not like the cat to get in the house. You yell really loud and then grab whoever it is, Dash or Fluff, and drag/carry them to the door to put them back outside. Hilarious. 

You say here, there, and bear in a really funny voice. Your country accent is killing me. So cute. 

Potty training chronicles:
Yesterday you told me you had to go pee in the potty and that you'd be right back. In the last couple weeks you have been showing signs that you are almost ready to potty train. That statement yesterday was all I needed to tackle this giant with you. You went pee on the potty several times yesterday, you went outside too and only wore a diaper to Aldi and then pooped in it when I was putting groceries away. So this morning we got ready and headed to target to pick out a potty seat so you could poop in the potty like Mogli. (Your obsession with Disney's 1967 film, The Jungle Book, has really come in handy since it looks like Mogli wears big boy underwear. So I have you convinced that Mogli pees and poops in the potty.) You picked out the Elmo potty seat, we got some more undies to add to your collection, tried to tee in the bushes in the parking lot, and headed back to Wellington. You stayed accident free all morning and even wore briefs for your 2 hour nap. You had 2 accidents right after you woke up but I think it was partly my fault for not hyping you back up about the potty and you were still kinda out of it. You pooped in the potty twice. I have potty trained a set of twin girls and another little girl. You are my first boy to potty train and you are mine. I don't go home and leave you with your parents. It's us 24/7. And it. is. emotional. Either I have forgotten how emotional this whole process is or I'm just emotional because I'm tired from giving you/it my all. All. day. long. I am so proud. I am also scared. I want to get this right for you. I want to push through all the hard moments for the next week to make sure you are successful. I want us to walk forward from here and take zero steps back. You are so smart and determined. Just hoping you use your determination to be a potty trained champ! 

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