E's learning about trade these days. In his quest to become potty trained, for every pee pee in the potty we give him a sticker to put on the wall to mark his progress. But, sometimes the sticker does not end up on the wall.
We should have a wall filled with animales de la granja but we don't.
Farm animal stickers end up everywhere but, and ultimately in the mouth.
Hence the fate of el cerdito. Oink, oink.
E looks like the cat who ate the canary. Or, the piglet.
Potty training is on the up and up. Not perfect yet, but E looks us in the eye and signals when he has to go.....or when he is going....tee hee
Letter to my son, five years gone
8 years ago
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