Published by theiowan November 21st, 2009
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Thomas: [racing out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel] Mommy! I pooped in the shower, and then I had a really great idea. I wanted the poop to go down the drain, but it was too tall, so I smashed it with the shampoo bottle and broke the poop into two pieces. Then the poop could go under the construction grapple arm [a sand toy that has in our home become a bath toy] and then with the help of the water, it could go down the drain! Wasn’t that a great idea?”
Me: Hm, yeah, I guess so. How big was this poop?
Thomas: It was a very tiny poop.
Me: Oh, good.
I asked Will, who was supervising the shower, how exactly this happened without his knowledge, and he said he was sitting on the floor of the bathroom, watching Thomas through the clear shower curtain. Thomas was crouching under the shower and playing with his toys, as he is wont to do, and so while WIll could see his head and see that he was busily engaged with his toys, the walls of the tub kept him from seeing exactly what the clever young man was doing. Thomas, for his part, was very quiet about the whole business until all traces of his, um, business, were washed down the drain.
Published by theiowan November 7th, 2009
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We had an awesome halloween weekend in Iowa City!
Here’s a pre-trick-or-treating photo of Thomas with his cousin Ani. Pirate Captain and Pink Supergirl make quite a pair, eh? Will’s favorite part of this photo is the fact that Thomas has no idea how to hold the sword properly. I like it that the Pirate Captain is a Hawkeye fan.
Here’s a trick-or-treating action shot. We’ve taken Thomas out in his costume every year, but this is the first time he really had an idea of what was going on. Having his big cousins along was a major plus. The three of them raced from door to door, with Thomas shouting repeatedly, “Wait for me!! Wait for me!!” Henry and Ani showed him how to ring the doorbells, and there was a constant discussion about whose turn it was to ring the next one. This photo was taken near then end of trick-or-treating, when the poor guy was getting a little tired. He asked me to carry him to the last few houses, but I said that pirates don’t let their moms carry them.
His favorite pirate phrases:
“Aaaargh!” (of course.)
“Shiver me timbers!”
“Be this the Spanish Main?”
“Scurvy Dog!”
and “Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me!” (which he had been repeating randomly for weeks…)
Hope everybody else had a good Halloween!
