Thursday, October 14, 2004
Toilet trained
I've finally figured out the toilet stuff. Now I come in, tear off a nice chunk of toilet paper, wipe Mama's knee with it and when she gets up from the toilet I put it in there, close the lid and wait for Mama to flush. And then the toilet paper is gone. Clever, isn't it? Catherine
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Just wait until you try to put the cat in!
Hello, Kasia.
This is Daddy. You are just amazing us all with your 2-word sentences, and your responses to adult conversations that you overhear. Yesterday morning, not only did you agree to have your nappy changed with a resigned "Kay" when I suggested it, but you proceeded to make a raspberry to demonstrate that you'd done a poo! (And indeed you were right.)
What fun you are, kid! These days we can actually negotiate stuff so that you feel consulted and a bit more respected, instead of having stuff inexplicabley and aribitrarily done to you.
Love,
Dad
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Hello, Kasia.
This is Daddy. You are just amazing us all with your 2-word sentences, and your responses to adult conversations that you overhear. Yesterday morning, not only did you agree to have your nappy changed with a resigned "Kay" when I suggested it, but you proceeded to make a raspberry to demonstrate that you'd done a poo! (And indeed you were right.)
What fun you are, kid! These days we can actually negotiate stuff so that you feel consulted and a bit more respected, instead of having stuff inexplicabley and aribitrarily done to you.
Love,
Dad
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