Clean It Up!

Friday night I was giving the boys a bath as usual. The phone rang so I grabbed it quick. When I turned back around, Bubby had the nastiest look on his face. And I soon discovered why. He had grabbed the soap and taken a bite. Blah! I tried to dig it out but I think I was making it worse. He had chomped on it so much that it was stuck in his teeth too. The mere thought makes me want to vomit. He was gagging and salivating quite a bit. I thought maybe using his toothbrush to get it out of his teeth might help but I think that prompted more gagging. After a few drinks, he was alright. Hopefully that was his first and last attempt at that.

Uno dos tres...

Dora & Diego are definitely teaching Tank something new everyday. As I was peeling an orange for his lunch, he stood by the trash and each time I dropped a piece of peel into the trash he would count...uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco...etc. He got to 8 before he lost interest. I'm far from bilingual (except for your basic German) so I can't take credit for this one. But I'm sure the source would have to be his fave Nickelodeon cartoons. I just hope he doesn't start using any words that I don't know.

We're Going Streaking!

We're going streaking!! No, we didn't have an "Old School" reenactment. Well, maybe we did. Some of you may remember Tank's love for stripping down and sleeping in only what God gave him. Well...it seems he has passed this trait to his little brother. Today I put Bubby down for a nap with just his diaper on because he has been running a fever and was quite uncomfortable. When I went to get him up later in the afternoon, he had taken his diaper off and thrown it out of the crib onto the floor. And was running around in the crib with a bare butt. I'm glad to report that he at least waited until he was done with his nap, therefore the majority of his pee was contained. Which was not the case about a week ago when I went to check on Tank in the morning and found him shining his rear to the world. He however had not waited until morning to bare it all. He stripped before going to sleep and left a lovely overnight mess, all over the bed.

On a slightly related note, many of you also know that we have been working for the past year it seems, on potty training Tank. We're still not there, but we're getting closer. This morning he had an accident in his underwear so we were changing him in the bathroom. Bubby strolled in as he usually does and proceeded to throw up all over himself and the floor. Tank was dancing around like he had to pee more so I jumped him up on the toilet to avoid another round of bodily fluids in places they don't belong. Oy Vey!