For 2 things:
The first is from those of you whom have started, finished and conquered potty training. Griffin likes to talk about poop, and will proudly yell "POOP!!" once he has filled his diaper. And since my ginormous hulk of a baby is wearing the BIGGEST SIZE of diapers, we thought maybe it was time.
The second thing - I am now accepting all words of wisdom, suggestions of books to read, and locations of those of you willing to take a blond blue eyed baby on very short notice, as we seem to have entered the joys of the Terrible Twos...even though we're still SIX MONTHS AWAY!! Our new favourite past times, in no particular order, are throwing, biting, hitting, and yelling "NO!" Awesome.
Please. Help.
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Large box. Duct taped shut. Small air hole. Gin (for you).
Put him on a train. I'll take him. I'll put him out back with Nero to forage for grubs with Cameron who has been weaned in quick response to three bites yesterday.
Potty training? What's that? Ooooh, that thing I plan to avoid for as long as possible. Have fun with that.
As for the recent bursts of Two, just wait, it gets better. BWAHAHAHAhahahahaha! (Really, it doesn't.)
My mom swears by "The Strong Willed Child" - saved her from my brother. He turned out OK - definitely waaaay relaxed.
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