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Gabe is driving me crazy with potty training. He will only deign to try yo use the potty at his convenience and rarely does anything in it. It is progress but its not nearly as much progress as I'd hoped for.
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And, on the topic of diapers, a few days ago, Gabe came to me with Joey's walking, talking ninja and told me the ninja was stinky and that he had to change the ninja's diaper. He was oh so serious and it was so hard not to laugh in his face.
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Gabe was showing his fearless side when we were at my parents' house this weekend. They have an extremely high front porch (about 8 or 9 steps going up to it) and he was playing kamikaze boy off of the porch...again and again and again. He was taking flying leaps off the porch and over the bushes around it over and over again. I think God really knew what he was doing when he had Gabe be the third child. If he had been my first, there might not have been anymore because he would have scared me off from more kids...ROFL.
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How do I convince Joey he is perfect just the way he is? Evidently, a few kids commented about his weight and he is holding onto the hurt. Joey has a tendency to put on a bit of weight and then grow tall and he was doing that at the end of the school year. It kind of scares me when I hear him worrying about why people think he is fat and saying things like, "Maybe it's because of my thighs." I reassured him that he was by no means fat and kids said thing like that because kids can be mean. I also pointed out that he is very active and can exercise for long periods of time. I also pointed out that he is built just like Vic was at that age and, by high school, Vic was tall and slim. Joey is never going to be a small boy because he is built with very broad shoulders and a broad torso but, DAMN IT, I don't want my 8 yr old to have a complex about his weight.
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Thanks to the damn bunny and his friends, all of my green beans that were starting (except for two) got eaten. Grrrr! I t looks like I will get corn and squash but I think the damned bunnies are going to eat everything else. I guess this means I need a fence next year.
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My driving schedule for the week...Sunday about 300 miles...Wednesday 60 miles...Thursday 300 miles...Friday 100 miles...and, of course, there will be all the normal around town driving.