Found this on www.webmd.com
I had to make my favorite part bold. My 32 month old is NOT potty trained.
Scientists have done little research on potty training.
Despite all the articles on toilet training in the popular media, very few scientific studies have addressed the issue of how best to potty train a child. “Most of what parents read in the lay literature -- whether it’s about the right age to potty train or the right approach to use -- isn’t backed up by scientific evidence,” notes Timothy Schum, MD, an associate professor of pediatrics at the Medical College of Wisconsin.
The age for potty training is rising.
In the 1940s, the average age for potty training was 18 months. Averages today, according to a 2001 study by Schum, show baby boys in the United States give up diapers at 39 months and girls at 35 months.
And that may be a good thing.
Some experts have attributed the rising age of potty training to permissive parenting (and overzealous marketing by diaper companies). But it could show that “we’re learning that pressuring children to achieve potty training isn’t constructive,” says Andrea McCoy, MD, an associate professor of pediatrics at Temple University. “Two-year-olds are working to express their autonomy. Engaging in power struggles with them is frustrating and fruitless.”
Your child isn’t ready for potty training until he’s emotionally ready ...
Just because your toddler can stay dry during a nap doesn’t mean he’s ready to use the potty consistently. Your child also has to want to use the potty. Signs of that readiness include being able to follow simple instructions (“Don’t forget to pull your pants down!”), wanting dirty diapers to be changed, and being interested in “big kid underwear.”
… and he’s not ready for potty training until he’s physically ready.
Babies don’t have the “ability to hold urine and stool until they’re at least 12 to 18 months old,” McCoy says. So while they may learn to associate the toilet with elimination, they’re not actually being toilet trained.
Children who toilet train early don’t become neatniks.
Dozens of studies have shown that, contrary to popular belief, the age of potty training won’t turn someone into a compulsive cleaner, a slob, or any other type of personality.
Bed wetting is common, even in older children.
Kids have accidents at night long past the time they achieve daytime dryness. Indeed, 22% of all children are still wetting the bed at night at age 3, and 10% are still wetting the bed by age 7. “Children can’t stay dry at night until they start producing a hormone that signals their body to stop making urine at night,” McCoy says. “That doesn’t happen until it happens.”
Friday, April 8, 2011
We are very blessed
I don't want my long rant about the last 30 days to make it seem like I am not grateful for what we DO have. I guess it was just a lot for me to deal with in 30 days with my already raging emotions.
Just wanted to clarify...so I didn't seem like a big whiner:
I do realize there are many single and stay at home Mom's who are the sole or mostly sole care giver for their kids. I think you don't get enough credit! It is hard work. That is not how things roll with us. I would love to stay at home and have time to do everything. Unfortunately...I work. 40 hours a week. And trying to be a good Mom, cook, housekeeper and wife is REALLY hard. Thankfully, I have an awesome partner who helps me with almost everything. When he went down, everything kind of crashed there for a few days.
Although extra expenses and missed work is not ideal, I am still grateful that we have jobs. (Especially Daniel!!)
I am overly joyed that we are given the chance to be parents again. Although, I do wish Ethan was as well. He will admit there is a baby in there, but it is not his baby sister. There is no point in arguing with a 2 yr old.
I am grateful for all of our overall good health. Especially for Ethan's overall good health, and that he is a normal, happy, adorable, funny 2 yr old. Other than his enormous tonsils and addiction to chocolate. I don't know how he got bad tonsils, but I do know where he got the severe addiction to chocolate.
Just wanted to clarify...so I didn't seem like a big whiner:
I do realize there are many single and stay at home Mom's who are the sole or mostly sole care giver for their kids. I think you don't get enough credit! It is hard work. That is not how things roll with us. I would love to stay at home and have time to do everything. Unfortunately...I work. 40 hours a week. And trying to be a good Mom, cook, housekeeper and wife is REALLY hard. Thankfully, I have an awesome partner who helps me with almost everything. When he went down, everything kind of crashed there for a few days.
Although extra expenses and missed work is not ideal, I am still grateful that we have jobs. (Especially Daniel!!)
I am overly joyed that we are given the chance to be parents again. Although, I do wish Ethan was as well. He will admit there is a baby in there, but it is not his baby sister. There is no point in arguing with a 2 yr old.
I am grateful for all of our overall good health. Especially for Ethan's overall good health, and that he is a normal, happy, adorable, funny 2 yr old. Other than his enormous tonsils and addiction to chocolate. I don't know how he got bad tonsils, but I do know where he got the severe addiction to chocolate.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Fun stuff!!!
I am so excited. This sounds crazy, but we are painting my belly this weekend. We were laughing about how it looks like an enormous Easter egg. So, we are going to paint it like an Easter egg. We will take pictures, so stay tuned. This should be funny. Ethan tells me everyday that I have a big belly. I will soon have a big Easter egg belly....and a big mess. Oh well! It will be funny!
In sickness AND health...
I think I remember hearing something of that sort when we got married. The thing is, I married a man who almost never is sick. On the rare occasion he is, it is very short lived and has been able to take care of himself.
We have had quite an interesting few weeks. A lot of things have gotten me really down. I will start from the beginning. Ethan has needed his tonsils out for quite a while now. This winter has been hard. It is a very rare occasion when there is a full nights rest in our house. Not to mention the colds that quickly turn into ear infections. He was originally scheduled March 30th. That is if he was not sick. (not even a sniffle) I was really stressing out about it because he is in daycare one day a week and a home care another few days. I was stressing because if he missed that appt, they are scheduled over a month out so May would be our last option before the baby comes. We need it done before then. The thought of it not happening again in May makes me feel ill. As the date approaches, we are praying like crazy for him to get over the cold he is fighting. We had family and friends praying with us and his name was even put in the temple. He had even gotten a blessing. I was feeling pretty confident that this was going to happen and our testimony of prayer and the priesthood was going to grow enormously. Especially since his nose stopped running and in the days before surgery he seemed to be fine! What a relief! Then comes the afternoon before surgery....
It was about 3:00 pm and he had diarrhea. I call the Dr in a panic to see if his surgery could still go on, but deep down I knew what this meant. We jumped in the car and drove to the Dr and got him checked out. Everything great until he looked in his throat. His tonsils were covered in white spots which means he had an active infection. They tested for strep and came to the conclusion that is was just another viral infection. Probably from the cold he just got over. Those nasty tonsils hadn't caught up with the fact that the cold was now gone. Appointment canceled. They will not operate on tonsils with an active infection. There were a lot of tears that night. He was and still is cold-free thankfully. I do understand them wanting to be safe. Especially since he is so young, but it still was very upsetting for us.
Rescheduling: This is still 3/29, the day it was canceled.
They couldn't get us in until May 1st. Which gives him enough time to be well and get sick again right before surgery. I took the appt and just hoped for the best. I was (we both were) wondering why, of all unanswered prayers and blessings did we have one that affects the health of our poor miserable 2 yr old?? We knew it obviously "wasn't meant to be." But that didn't seem like enough. It still had me really down. Wrong attitude, I know.
The next day the Dr calls to tell me they had a cancellation and can get him in April 15th. I took the appointment hoping that was the right choice. It wasn't, but we'll get to that.
Now-Fast forward to March 31st. ONE day after his surgery was originally suppose to happen. Daniel suddenly starts experiencing a lot of pain. Toughs through it until about 4/2, when he realizes something is wrong and he needs a Doctor and a blessing. Too late for the Doctor because he refused to go to the ER, so he gets a blessing that night. The next morning he hobbles to the Doctor in severe pain. Turns out it was something that could have been rather serious had he not gotten it taken care of. In the words of my husband, "I read online that they can be fatal." He is so cute doing his online research. But true, if left untreated it could have caused serious infection and in some cases it could have been fatal. Luckily his was caught fairly early, and wasn't nearly as bad as it could've been. After a very painful little $720 procedure at the Dr's office he comes home pretty cripple and on vicodin and 2 other medications. (Thank you insurance for helping with 70%!!) We weren't expecting what a tough week this would turn out to be. It is now Thursday, and we are seeing the light at the end of the dark tunnel the past few days has been. He is actuall worked 3 hours today to see if he could do it, AND is off of vicodin. He was worried that after taking it round the clock for a few days that his body would become addicted to it. Weird thing is, when he stopped taking it all of a sudden, he did get the sweats, which is one of the symptoms. No wonder there are so many people addicted to pain pills. Those things are bad.
So, how hard have the past few days been?
I have been utterly exhausted and tried not to feel too sorry for myself because Daniel was really the one suffering. He only hobbled out of bed to use the bathroom. And even that was tough for him. He depended on me for everything you could imagine. I had to make sure he had enough water and snacks by the bed, and had to make and bring every meal to him. Granted this was really only for about 4 days. But remember-I am still working full time and taking care of Ethan completely by myself. Including bedtime which is the hardest part of the day. The mornings were spent getting Ethan & I ready and fed, and making sure Daniel was fed and ok until I could get home at 11:00 for lunch and anything else he may need. After work was scrambling to make something for dinner. Which is later than usual, because I am not usually the one picking up Ethan. By the time that was done it was bedtime. And poor little guy needs so much attention after work. With Dad down and me running 100 MPH, it was tough on him too. I am so used to Daniel already being home with Ethan and having dinner started, nights were extra difficult. Remember I am still pregnant, extremely tired and really emotional lately. Of course I always have a variety of my own pregnancy issues. Ones that I haven't even had time to worry about.
I always thought I knew that Daniel did a lot, but after being on my own a few days really made me realize how he makes my life easier. And I always have a variety of my own pregnancy issues.
Ok, so what is the point of all this? I promise I didn't ramble on for nothing. Sunday night, after all had mostly gone down, I was crying my eyes out to my poor crippled husband. I just couldn't believe all the things that had happened in a 30 day period. (Again, if I sound dramatic-I will blame the pregnancy)
Financial things:
Having to pre-pay for a portion of Ethan's surgery (Even with insurance! Crazy people.)
needing brake work on the car, belts and other misc things
paying for a new water heater/labor, ect
Daniel's sudden medical expenses, and lost wages to top everything off
Having to pay for daycare with lost wages and him being home was a major bummer. There is no way he could've cared for Ethan.
And of course the things that had me really down:
Ethan's surgery being canceled...twice. Yep, the 4/15 appointment had to be canceled due to Daniel's condition and missing too much work in one month.
Daniel's issue of course, and the pain and exhaustion that caused him and me. (mostly him) Both of them had been given a blessing, and I know blessings don't guarantee perfect healing or what you need right then. Just like paying tithing doesn't guarantee things won't be hard. I was in the wrong state of mind and just frustrated and trying to understand. I know we aren't being punished, but in my frustrations it felt that way....for a short time.
As I was losing it, all he could say was, "Don't you realize why Ethan's surgery had to be canceled?" And then it clicked. Had Ethan had his surgery when first scheduled, Ethan would have been in the first day or 2 of recovery when Daniel went down. Doesn't sound like a big deal, but it is. I firmly believe we are not given more than we can handle, and I KNOW I couldn't have taken care of Ethan while his little body struggles with the pains of a tonsillectomy/adenoidectomy surgery AND have Daniel who needed so much and to go back and forth to the Doctor so many times when he couldn't drive.
Sounds crazy, but that would've been more than I can handle. I don't do well when Ethan is sick in general. After surgery will be extra difficult even with help. I also don't deal with stress well. My Dr would have me admitted for my blood pressure if she knew I was super stressed. My blood pressure is already a concern and it goes way up when I worry and stress.
So moral of the story is, although we've had a lot of unanswered prayers...or prayers answered in a way not expected we at least know we aren't being ignored. This has been an eye opening and learning experience for us. We have learned more than I will get into here. We weren't being punished for anything, but we do need to make improvements and changes in a lot of aspects of our lives. I am just glad the trials we have had have been so short lived. We are really blessed.
It's funny that during our many little trials like this I think things are SO hard and then afterwards...like now, I think "Ok, that wasn't so bad." Well, Daniel may have a different answer. It probably was that bad for him. :)
And if you're wondering...we are back on for Ethan's surgery May 5th. Still need prayers about that one. I really need a healthy boy before he becomes a big brother!
Finally-the end. For now, anyway.
We have had quite an interesting few weeks. A lot of things have gotten me really down. I will start from the beginning. Ethan has needed his tonsils out for quite a while now. This winter has been hard. It is a very rare occasion when there is a full nights rest in our house. Not to mention the colds that quickly turn into ear infections. He was originally scheduled March 30th. That is if he was not sick. (not even a sniffle) I was really stressing out about it because he is in daycare one day a week and a home care another few days. I was stressing because if he missed that appt, they are scheduled over a month out so May would be our last option before the baby comes. We need it done before then. The thought of it not happening again in May makes me feel ill. As the date approaches, we are praying like crazy for him to get over the cold he is fighting. We had family and friends praying with us and his name was even put in the temple. He had even gotten a blessing. I was feeling pretty confident that this was going to happen and our testimony of prayer and the priesthood was going to grow enormously. Especially since his nose stopped running and in the days before surgery he seemed to be fine! What a relief! Then comes the afternoon before surgery....
It was about 3:00 pm and he had diarrhea. I call the Dr in a panic to see if his surgery could still go on, but deep down I knew what this meant. We jumped in the car and drove to the Dr and got him checked out. Everything great until he looked in his throat. His tonsils were covered in white spots which means he had an active infection. They tested for strep and came to the conclusion that is was just another viral infection. Probably from the cold he just got over. Those nasty tonsils hadn't caught up with the fact that the cold was now gone. Appointment canceled. They will not operate on tonsils with an active infection. There were a lot of tears that night. He was and still is cold-free thankfully. I do understand them wanting to be safe. Especially since he is so young, but it still was very upsetting for us.
Rescheduling: This is still 3/29, the day it was canceled.
They couldn't get us in until May 1st. Which gives him enough time to be well and get sick again right before surgery. I took the appt and just hoped for the best. I was (we both were) wondering why, of all unanswered prayers and blessings did we have one that affects the health of our poor miserable 2 yr old?? We knew it obviously "wasn't meant to be." But that didn't seem like enough. It still had me really down. Wrong attitude, I know.
The next day the Dr calls to tell me they had a cancellation and can get him in April 15th. I took the appointment hoping that was the right choice. It wasn't, but we'll get to that.
Now-Fast forward to March 31st. ONE day after his surgery was originally suppose to happen. Daniel suddenly starts experiencing a lot of pain. Toughs through it until about 4/2, when he realizes something is wrong and he needs a Doctor and a blessing. Too late for the Doctor because he refused to go to the ER, so he gets a blessing that night. The next morning he hobbles to the Doctor in severe pain. Turns out it was something that could have been rather serious had he not gotten it taken care of. In the words of my husband, "I read online that they can be fatal." He is so cute doing his online research. But true, if left untreated it could have caused serious infection and in some cases it could have been fatal. Luckily his was caught fairly early, and wasn't nearly as bad as it could've been. After a very painful little $720 procedure at the Dr's office he comes home pretty cripple and on vicodin and 2 other medications. (Thank you insurance for helping with 70%!!) We weren't expecting what a tough week this would turn out to be. It is now Thursday, and we are seeing the light at the end of the dark tunnel the past few days has been. He is actuall worked 3 hours today to see if he could do it, AND is off of vicodin. He was worried that after taking it round the clock for a few days that his body would become addicted to it. Weird thing is, when he stopped taking it all of a sudden, he did get the sweats, which is one of the symptoms. No wonder there are so many people addicted to pain pills. Those things are bad.
So, how hard have the past few days been?
I have been utterly exhausted and tried not to feel too sorry for myself because Daniel was really the one suffering. He only hobbled out of bed to use the bathroom. And even that was tough for him. He depended on me for everything you could imagine. I had to make sure he had enough water and snacks by the bed, and had to make and bring every meal to him. Granted this was really only for about 4 days. But remember-I am still working full time and taking care of Ethan completely by myself. Including bedtime which is the hardest part of the day. The mornings were spent getting Ethan & I ready and fed, and making sure Daniel was fed and ok until I could get home at 11:00 for lunch and anything else he may need. After work was scrambling to make something for dinner. Which is later than usual, because I am not usually the one picking up Ethan. By the time that was done it was bedtime. And poor little guy needs so much attention after work. With Dad down and me running 100 MPH, it was tough on him too. I am so used to Daniel already being home with Ethan and having dinner started, nights were extra difficult. Remember I am still pregnant, extremely tired and really emotional lately. Of course I always have a variety of my own pregnancy issues. Ones that I haven't even had time to worry about.
I always thought I knew that Daniel did a lot, but after being on my own a few days really made me realize how he makes my life easier. And I always have a variety of my own pregnancy issues.
Ok, so what is the point of all this? I promise I didn't ramble on for nothing. Sunday night, after all had mostly gone down, I was crying my eyes out to my poor crippled husband. I just couldn't believe all the things that had happened in a 30 day period. (Again, if I sound dramatic-I will blame the pregnancy)
Financial things:
Having to pre-pay for a portion of Ethan's surgery (Even with insurance! Crazy people.)
needing brake work on the car, belts and other misc things
paying for a new water heater/labor, ect
Daniel's sudden medical expenses, and lost wages to top everything off
Having to pay for daycare with lost wages and him being home was a major bummer. There is no way he could've cared for Ethan.
And of course the things that had me really down:
Ethan's surgery being canceled...twice. Yep, the 4/15 appointment had to be canceled due to Daniel's condition and missing too much work in one month.
Daniel's issue of course, and the pain and exhaustion that caused him and me. (mostly him) Both of them had been given a blessing, and I know blessings don't guarantee perfect healing or what you need right then. Just like paying tithing doesn't guarantee things won't be hard. I was in the wrong state of mind and just frustrated and trying to understand. I know we aren't being punished, but in my frustrations it felt that way....for a short time.
As I was losing it, all he could say was, "Don't you realize why Ethan's surgery had to be canceled?" And then it clicked. Had Ethan had his surgery when first scheduled, Ethan would have been in the first day or 2 of recovery when Daniel went down. Doesn't sound like a big deal, but it is. I firmly believe we are not given more than we can handle, and I KNOW I couldn't have taken care of Ethan while his little body struggles with the pains of a tonsillectomy/adenoidectomy surgery AND have Daniel who needed so much and to go back and forth to the Doctor so many times when he couldn't drive.
Sounds crazy, but that would've been more than I can handle. I don't do well when Ethan is sick in general. After surgery will be extra difficult even with help. I also don't deal with stress well. My Dr would have me admitted for my blood pressure if she knew I was super stressed. My blood pressure is already a concern and it goes way up when I worry and stress.
So moral of the story is, although we've had a lot of unanswered prayers...or prayers answered in a way not expected we at least know we aren't being ignored. This has been an eye opening and learning experience for us. We have learned more than I will get into here. We weren't being punished for anything, but we do need to make improvements and changes in a lot of aspects of our lives. I am just glad the trials we have had have been so short lived. We are really blessed.
It's funny that during our many little trials like this I think things are SO hard and then afterwards...like now, I think "Ok, that wasn't so bad." Well, Daniel may have a different answer. It probably was that bad for him. :)
And if you're wondering...we are back on for Ethan's surgery May 5th. Still need prayers about that one. I really need a healthy boy before he becomes a big brother!
Finally-the end. For now, anyway.
The name game....
As stated in my previous post, I am not really open on sharing the name we have picked out. I mean, the name we HAD picked out. Another reason why we aren't sharing, is because as of yesterday-it has changed! It it may change again before June gets here! We shall see! June will be here soon enough, and I will share after the bith. :)
Thursday, March 17, 2011
I'm officially pregnant.
Within the past few weeks I have been flooded with people making it our topic of conservation. It has been pretty obvious since 17-20 weeks, but people have been careful about what they say. I tried not to flaunt it because quite frankly, I don't want to have the same conversation 20 times a day. I just can't conceal it well anymore. I kind of wish I could! My belly is growing faster than it did with Ethan. I really hope that doesn't mean she will be bigger than my 8lb 2oz boy that was 2 weeks early. eek.
Other than the usual "When is your baby due?" that comes mainly from women at least 5 times a day, here are my favorites. All from Men:
1) "You need to start doing more sit-ups!"
2) "That thing wasn't there the last time I saw you!"
3) "When is that coming out?"
4)"You look like your drinking beer at the same place that I am!"
Those comments were kind of funny. I do sort of know these people. The one I find most annoying is, "Are you excited?" Seriously? Is that a trick questions?
A lot of people asked if we have a name picked out. That is one thing we are not sharing until birth. (except Daniel spilled to a few close relatives.) I don't want to share it for many reasons, but the main reason is I don't want anyone's opinion on it. I don't want to hear what you like better. Yep, I don't care. It won't change my opinion on what we choose. It is just annoying. Hormonal? Maybe. But I am the pregnant one and I call the shots. :)
While I am on the subject of pregnancy, I will add a few more things. I don't know why everything seems so much harder this time. I keep saying to Daniel, "I don't remember it being like this." He assures me my pregnancy with Ethan wasn't a breeze like I seem to remember it. I am trying really hard not to complain about things, because I really am grateful for the opportunity to bring another life into this world. Even though I do wish I could have one of those perfect uncomplicated pregnancies. I have to see the Dr more than most people, and I will never be able to experience being "over due." Some would say that I am lucky in that aspect, but no. I would love to just be a normal pregnant person. The best part is: Everyday I am reminded that it will all be worth it, and it could be soooo much worse. I may never experience all this again, so I really am trying to enjoy the ride.
Other than the usual "When is your baby due?" that comes mainly from women at least 5 times a day, here are my favorites. All from Men:
1) "You need to start doing more sit-ups!"
2) "That thing wasn't there the last time I saw you!"
3) "When is that coming out?"
4)"You look like your drinking beer at the same place that I am!"
Those comments were kind of funny. I do sort of know these people. The one I find most annoying is, "Are you excited?" Seriously? Is that a trick questions?
A lot of people asked if we have a name picked out. That is one thing we are not sharing until birth. (except Daniel spilled to a few close relatives.) I don't want to share it for many reasons, but the main reason is I don't want anyone's opinion on it. I don't want to hear what you like better. Yep, I don't care. It won't change my opinion on what we choose. It is just annoying. Hormonal? Maybe. But I am the pregnant one and I call the shots. :)
While I am on the subject of pregnancy, I will add a few more things. I don't know why everything seems so much harder this time. I keep saying to Daniel, "I don't remember it being like this." He assures me my pregnancy with Ethan wasn't a breeze like I seem to remember it. I am trying really hard not to complain about things, because I really am grateful for the opportunity to bring another life into this world. Even though I do wish I could have one of those perfect uncomplicated pregnancies. I have to see the Dr more than most people, and I will never be able to experience being "over due." Some would say that I am lucky in that aspect, but no. I would love to just be a normal pregnant person. The best part is: Everyday I am reminded that it will all be worth it, and it could be soooo much worse. I may never experience all this again, so I really am trying to enjoy the ride.
Friday, January 7, 2011
The joys of having a two year old boy
For some reason I feel so much pressure to have Ethan potty trained. I don't know why, but I do. He is nowhere near potty trained. I just don't want to force him. He has used the potty before and knows when he needs to go, he just gets so mad when we know he is about to poop his pants and we ask or encourage him to sit on the potty. If we are at home, he will go to his room and shut the door. Never fails. If we try to go in there he gets very upset and screams, "NOOOOO!! SHUT THE DOOR!! (repeated many times-tears included) Even if he is done and needs to be changed, he doesn't want us near him. He kicks and cries through the majority of poopy diaper changes. At daycare, I'm pretty sure he's acts completely different. If he is not at home, he finds a place in a corner or under a table to go. When he is with us and we are out and about, I know he does his best to hold it until we get home. When he starts whining and saying: "I want to go to Ethan's house!" or "Go home!" We know he more than likely needs to go potty.
I really think if we were to try really hard to get him mostly potty trained, all of our efforts will go down the tubes when the new baby comes in June. I am not one of those people that want to drag potty training on for 6-12 months. I want to put him in underwear let him feel wet and uncomfortable and hope it is a fairly short process. I guess I will quit caring what others think of our almost 2 1/2 yr old still in diapers. On a lighter note, he makes any situation funny because pretty much everything he says makes us laugh. Not only the fact that he often speaks in 3rd person, but today for example:
Ethan and Daniel met me for lunch and I said, "Are you having a fun day with Daddy while Mommy's at work?" He says, "I'm having a fun day at work!" There is never a dull moment with him!
I really think if we were to try really hard to get him mostly potty trained, all of our efforts will go down the tubes when the new baby comes in June. I am not one of those people that want to drag potty training on for 6-12 months. I want to put him in underwear let him feel wet and uncomfortable and hope it is a fairly short process. I guess I will quit caring what others think of our almost 2 1/2 yr old still in diapers. On a lighter note, he makes any situation funny because pretty much everything he says makes us laugh. Not only the fact that he often speaks in 3rd person, but today for example:
Ethan and Daniel met me for lunch and I said, "Are you having a fun day with Daddy while Mommy's at work?" He says, "I'm having a fun day at work!" There is never a dull moment with him!
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