1) After bath time, I usually spend quite some time chasing my son around the apartment trying to get him into his diaper and then his pyjamas before the wind-down for bed. Tonight, I was distracted in the kitchen and figured I would let him run around naked for a bit. He came into the kitchen, diaper in hand, said 'couche' a couple of times then tried to wrap it around his neck like a scarf. He then laid it on the floor, opened it and then lay down and tried to put in on himself. My son is putting on his own diapers.
2) An obsession with numbers and letters has recently entered our home. My son names letters wherever he sees them, on bags, newspapers, books, and bottles of ketchup. He has even seen letters where others wouldn't. A splatter of milk on the floor is an 'o'. A clothes peg a 'v'.
I say we skip primary school and send him straight off to university.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
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