Oh my little boy.
*shaking head*
I wonder how many mothers of boys have started a conversation this way.
To see him here you'd never know what we've been through today.
Except maybe you would, seeing that he's simply dressed in a diaper.
I've done some deep pondering...and you know, I cannot think of a day when I did not dress this child, yet in 75% of my pictures of him he is missing his shirt, pants or both.
At breakfast with berries and their juice rubbed through his hair, he gagged on and proceeded to throw up an entire slice of bacon. The bacon's on me - mommy blunder- I should've sliced it for him, but the berries... those are on him, and literally.
So its off to the bath. I walked out for a moment to finish the dishes, mommy blunder numero dos. I came back to find him chucking chunks of chocolate poop, HUGE CHUNKS OF POOP out of the tub. The tub and floors got a good bleaching. And he got another wash.
Later we actually got dressed and cut across the yard to our neighbor's for a visit. On the way he walked straight into a tailgate which had been left down. He immediately had a huge goose egg, and a deep purple line, oh and bleeding gums where he bit them during the impact.
After every meal he runs to the bathroom, climbs up onto the toilet and then onto the counter where he squats and washes his hands. He LOVES to wash his hands. Yesterday he figured out how to plug the sink. In a full sink he was...how do I even describe it... ferociously splashing? Four towels later, I had mopped up all the water from the counter, floor, drawers, cabinets, and drawers inside the cabinets.
He calls himself "Super-doo" and he sure super-does!
I love this boy!
