Cabbages and Condoms

A quick weekend away to Pattaya with the friends gives J a chave to play in the ocean and in the rain shower. 

Houston, we have a problem

Houston we have a problem.  We have two different sized cots in the house for Josh. One he has had since a baby and is a traditional high-off-the-ground standard baby type crib.  The other, low to the ground and slightly smaller.  Perfect for our guests who are coming over and need a cot as well.  Here is where the problem comes in.

This weekend, Josh learned how to master the art of climbing out of the big cot.  We switched them out so when he crashes to the floor he doesn't crack his head but none the less, he is climbing out with a gusto.

Here are a couple of snaps from Auntie Chinatsu who caught it on video.

I told you, buy low and sell high

Our J man telling it like it is. 

A special note to our son Josh

This video depicts our son Josh day in and day out at the age of 19 mos.

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What's this soccer crap?

Every Sunday we take Josh to Kiddy Kicks soccer. But he's really not that into it. He's supposed to run across a fake field and pick up fake bowls of ice cream and return them to the coach's bag. The whole time you can just tell Josh is saying to himself, "this chasing a ball shit is for dogs, now the whistle that guy is blowing is a different thing all together.  How do I get one of those?"

Choice

A picture is worth a thousand words. 

No pictures please

We are trying to make headway with the potty training and J has been showing interest which is important. He watches me stand at the urinal and wonders what's happening, he watches me on the pot and knows to hold his nose. But today he made serious progress. Now don't go and tell the neighbors, but this afternoon, he was running across the pool deck, back and forth, back and forth totally naked as he always does. Periodically stopping, spreading his legs and taking a wee. What we didn't expect twice was a slight squat and then to see poo start to oozing from his bum. Now to give the little guy credit, he was a bit bunged up, not having shat for two days. But right there, for no one but mummy and me to see, he squatted and pushed one out.

I Immediately grab him, confused as to where to go, ran him over to the wall to hang his bum over the side but thought he might shit on the neighbors balcony directly below. So I tried to stick his ass in a potted plant but realized he didn't fit through the branches. Finally the misses says, take him to the bathroom and sit him on the pot. Duh! So I run him to the bathroom, shit still poking out like a turtle's head, stick his bare butt on the pot and he drops his first turd burger in the bowl.

Little did I know later he would actually lay a full log alongside the pool and we would again be heading to the pot with the remaining turtle poo sticking out. 

Overall a very successful potty training day for the Josh-man. 

We're getting there mate.