He's a thinker

So Lo was asking question after question and counting them along the way...at question #12 dad was getting a bit annoyed and said that if he asked 13 questions Lo would have to go to bed.

"ok, this is the 2nd half of question #12..."

We were speechless.  We had just been outdone by our 6 year old.

Our luck

Why is it that when you put yourself on a strict budget-the water tank springs a leak??

Because being Nice matters

So I am heating up the oven to cook *pizza* and D wants to see.  Usually he just turns on the light and looks.  Nope.  Not this time.  He starts pushing all the buttons.  I am downstairs and all I hear are the beeps.  I run and see that he is almost ready to set the self cleaning.  GREAT!

I tell him he needs to leave the kitchen.

"Why, I'm being nice."

True, cleaning the oven would be nice...I guess.

overheard while Lo was in the tub...

"Ahhhh.  This is better than a hot tub and a monkey."

More than just the Superbowl

So, it's been a long journey, but we finally have a little bit of success.  Sunday D wore real undies all day. 

Highlight of the day was when looked at me "I have to poop"  I scooped him up and ran into the bathroom.  Onto the toilet -literally-not a moment too soon.

PLOP. 

WAHOO!  In celebration D was able to get his new toy he picked out a few weeks back for this very occasion.

Now if we could only get him to go at daycare...that's a battle for another time.

Six...it's a pisser

The fits that Lo is having are. Awful. & About. Anything.  This morning it was because he wanted to wear a hoodie to school instead of his coat.  It's 36* and raining.  We tell him he has to wear his coat.  He runs.  Literally.  Into the living room away from us.  I flip out.  He wore his coat today.  We both cried.