So I’m going to actually be quiet for a few days while we’re celebrating Thanksgiving – not because of anything about the overlapping holidays that goes against my beliefs to blog… but that I’d rather spend it with my family than spend it in front of the computer. ūüôā

In the spirit of the season, though… Continue reading

Stranger Danger

Every other Sunday, the Monster goes to his program at the JCC for the afternoon.  He gets to be supervised and do all kinds of social play, and an hour of swimming to boot at the end.

What always amuses me, though, is how he reacts when he comes out to meet me afterwards. ¬†Without fail, he tends to appear, and without a word to his counselor or to me, lets go of his counselor’s hand and comes over to take mine (even if it’s not offered yet) and quietly stands next to me until I do something about it. Continue reading

Ps and Qs

As the Monster’s been getting older, and going through his various therapies, he’s been getting better at expressing his needs in a fashion that other people would hopefully understand, not just us.

Of course, this also brings up another problem – getting him to do so in a fashion that doesn’t have him coming across as rude. Continue reading

Diagnosis: Poop

It’s been a while since I’ve written about the Monster’s efforts at toilet training.

Most of the time, we’re going alright these days. ¬†He’s actually transitioned to cloth underwear during the day, and he’s more often successful than not at warning us that he needs a bathroom break, or holding it until we can get him to one. ¬†I can’t really recall the last time we had a daytime accident, save for when it’s felt like he’s done it on purpose. ¬†(Mostly when I send him to his room for getting to ‘3’ in the 1-2-3 Magic system.) Continue reading

Single-Dadding It, Day 3

Yesterday was the first time that either of the kids asked for their mother since she headed off on her vacation.

I’d like to think that’s mostly because I’ve been keeping them busy while they’re home so that they’ve not had time to notice she’s not been around. ¬†It’s probably more because R is getting all the veg-time he can stand, and I’m keeping the Monster plenty busy with the things he needs to be doing, but… hey, anything that makes me feel like I’m doing a better job as a single-parent for the week. Continue reading

Single-Dadding It, Day 1

I would hardly call this an “experiment” but, for the next three days, I’m the only parent in this house.

My wife and her sister are off to Vegas for a few days to go enjoy the perks they’ve earned through a silly Facebook game they play, which leaves me alone with both boys to keep things going here. ¬†Over the next three days, I get to juggle my job and childcare and hopefully, all three of us will still be here when she gets back on Thursday. Continue reading

A Tale of Two Sickies

Just as I’m getting ready to be alone with the kids for a few days, R has gotten sick.

It’s nothing¬†too major – it is just a cold – but as with all nearly-two-year-olds, it’s just messy and wet and full of a shrieking, whining child who can’t easily be placated or made to feel better. Continue reading