Two hours of screaming! Did it break him or break us?

I am back!  Sorry everyone (if there is anyone left).  Work has been very very busy this past month or so.  We did some good things I think.  Anyway you didn't come to hear about that.  So the last few days The Boy has been waking up at 0200 and crying for me and blessed.  Like dutiful parents we go in each time, sometimes 4 times a night, and try to appease him so we can all go back to sleep.  One time I even brought him back to our bed and he slept like... well ... a baby.  So last night Blessed said "no mas".  Her orders were one time then let him cry, no matter what.  She said he has to learn to go back to bed himself.  I agreed... no one told The Boy.  He cried, screamed, made horrible animal sounds and even banged on the door for two long hours.  I am tired...  At 0500 he eventually went to sleep.  Will it work, will it change things?  Stay tuned.  On another note we have begun potty training.  He came to Blessed a few weeks ago and said "poo poo?" while holding his diaper.  She went in, took of the diaper and went in the potty without  prompting from the outside!  Who knew he was a genius!  Since that time he has (sporadically) done 1 and 2 in the potty several times with huge (ticker tape style) celebrations from Blessed and I.  We will see.  Finally, because of some of the work my team and I have been doing, the people in the ivory town have seen fit to make me an offer if I stay on.  So the SAHD decision becomes that much more difficult.  Wait on the Lord I guess.... what to do what to do.

Quote of the day!

It's what you learn after you know it all that counts.  ~Attributed to Harry S Truman

He understands a lot more than we think!

He is starting to be compliant!  The other day at dinner The Boy was freaking out about eating a certain vegetable we really thought he should eat (The Boy is a carb-a-holic, he would eat nothing but breads if we let him).  So out of sheer desperation (he had not eaten any V words all day, the dinner was going south for everyone, and he had already pounded two rolls) I said, "OK, if you eat a bite of this V then I will give you a bite of the roll, but we are going to trade bite for bite, OK?  Now please take a bite of the V!)  HE DID IT! Back and forth all night until all V's were gone.  Who knew you could communicate like this with them!  Huh.  Since then we have these little talking sessions ever so often and most of the time it works.

Quote of the day!

Anyone who stops learning is old, whether at twenty or eighty. Anyone who keeps learning stays young. The greatest thing in life is to keep your mind young.
Henry Ford

The Boy has a new friend.

The Boy got a pet!  He is so excited.  We were out one night on a random coffee adventure and wound up in Pet Smart.  We were going to let The Boy play with some puppies.  Well they were fresh out and so he explored the store... he found the fish and fell in love.  Who knew that owning a fish got so much more involved than it used to be.  I asked the lady for a gold fish and a simple glass bowl.  Wrong question!  I thought she was going to pull out an adoption application and ask me if I was a smoker!  Turns out you have to have a heater, H-VAC system, medic on staff, and a college fund to have one of those things.  Long story short we finally left there with a Beta and more equipment than I had intended to get.  We got home and followed the intensive three day process of welcoming "Dorothy" (that is what The Boy named her) to her new home.  Now every morning The Boy screams out of his room yelling "Dor" "Dor".  We feed her twice a day and it is an event.  I love how excited he is with the whole process.  He often goes over and scoots his stool over so he can see what "Dor" is doing.  Its the little things!  On another note we recently had a family friend die.  This guys obituary ready like a great adventurer's life.  Ski rescue, sail boat captain in the Atlantic, adventure sport racer... but I marveled at what seemed to be his greatest achievement and what seemed to have brought the best part to his life... his children.  He seemed to say from the grave... "soak it up"!  I intend to Tod.

Quote of the day!

"Imagination is more important than knowledge."
Albert Einstein

Ummm... at least he is trying to help!

Is this bad... seriously, is this bad?  So The Boy loves to dig in trash and find "treasure".  The other night we were cleaning up dinner and he had found something to keep his attention.  I look down and there he is filling up the dish washer soap dispenser with an empty white rum bottle (mojitos are my favorite).  1. is it bad that I am letting him play with it... 2. is it bad that I think it is funny and go so far to take a photo of it and post it on the internet?  If it helps your decision, I don't feel bad about it at all.  It is so funny to me how he is copying everything we do now.  This last week he has been saying whole sentences.  It is true that Blessed and I have no idea what he is saying but he says them all the same.  He will even answer questions in full "babel"  sentences when we ask him questions.  He cracks me up.  By the way, Robert Baer has a new book out.  I have already finished it, good one.  Something we just finished up has just hit the news, pretty proud of it.  Did you hear about it?  We will see who is following the blog.