So, the boys are passing a stomach bug around, Fun!
The wife is working tomorrow, and has dealt with 2 of the 3 at home over the past 2 days while I have been working, so guess who is pulling sick duty with the 3rd one tonight (that's right, he has 2 thumbs and is posting this right now).
So my boy (non-verbal and being evaluated for Autism) just woke up and was stirring: this has = a reverse yawn within about 30 seconds so far tonight. So I jump up from the rocker, carry him to the bathroom, and basically hold him in front of the porcelain throne waiting for the show to start (as it has for the past 5 hours).
This time, as he is half awake and teetering on his feet, he starts climb on the the toilet but stops realizing that he is still in is diaper. Sleepily, he grabs my hand and puts it on the tab, signaling that he would like it taken off. I obliged, and he proceeded to use the to toilet, and go back to bed. (Only to wake up right now, 5 min later, and hit me in the chest with a shot of bile as we rushed back to that same spot).
Having changed my shirt, again, I am still proud of the little guy for waking himself up to go potty, even when dealing with this bug they have.
Now, I really can't be the only parent out there that has been overcome with pride by such a seemingly simple act, can I?
The wife is working tomorrow, and has dealt with 2 of the 3 at home over the past 2 days while I have been working, so guess who is pulling sick duty with the 3rd one tonight (that's right, he has 2 thumbs and is posting this right now).
So my boy (non-verbal and being evaluated for Autism) just woke up and was stirring: this has = a reverse yawn within about 30 seconds so far tonight. So I jump up from the rocker, carry him to the bathroom, and basically hold him in front of the porcelain throne waiting for the show to start (as it has for the past 5 hours).
This time, as he is half awake and teetering on his feet, he starts climb on the the toilet but stops realizing that he is still in is diaper. Sleepily, he grabs my hand and puts it on the tab, signaling that he would like it taken off. I obliged, and he proceeded to use the to toilet, and go back to bed. (Only to wake up right now, 5 min later, and hit me in the chest with a shot of bile as we rushed back to that same spot).
Having changed my shirt, again, I am still proud of the little guy for waking himself up to go potty, even when dealing with this bug they have.
Now, I really can't be the only parent out there that has been overcome with pride by such a seemingly simple act, can I?
