Week of Firsts

Well, this week was a week of firsts. One night before Brendan's bath, I thought to myself, I wonder what he'd do if I sit him on the toilet for a few minutes before his bath. The first night we tried it, he was a little scared--he has no problems sticking his hand into a horses mouth but can't sit on a toilet seat? Go figure. It's a toddler seat too, not the big 'ole seat that he could fall through the donut hole. Anyway, the second night, last night, we did the same thing and this time he did what we were hoping he would do--whether it was intentional, accidental, or because he was so scared, it worked. Oddly enough, neither Mel or I have any idea how to train little B to use a toilet, but he is starting to tell us everytime he needs his diaper changed. So if we can get him to tell us before he goes, won't life without nasty diapers be even better! Needless to say, we have tried twice today to repeat last night's success only to have him discover how fun it is to "feel" the toilet flush under him. Isn't life amazing.

We also experienced the first time sweet little Brendan drew blood from his father. Yeah, Mel thought it was histerical when she could see the imprint of the little school bus tire tread on my forehead and nose. I do have to admit that it probably did look pretty funny, but once I could see the blood coming out of the new tire skid mark on my nose, it wasn't so funny anymore. We then had a little discussion about not throwing toys at people. It's interesting to try and think how children think. I've been trying to teach him to play catch with me. Part of that process is, "Throw it to Daddy, Brendan." Well, surely if I am trying to teach him to throw balls at Dad, it only makes sense to throw very hard plastic objects at his face too. Unfortunately, this probably won't be the first thing we have to learn the hard way. I've attached a picture of my new battle wound. Let me just clarify that it hurt a lot worse than it looks--to get true sympathy, I should have taken the picture with the blood.

I'm frustrated--I am trying to post some more pictures and it won't let me. I'll have to do another post soon. My once a month posting just isn't cutting it--or so they say.