Zoo Adventures, Vol. 2: William saw a tiger poop, then repeatedly demanded that the tiger “poop again!”
William has now decided that some of his toy cars are “In Canada.” We do not live in Canada. I am not sure where he got this idea.
Zoo Adventures, Vol. 1: William asked me where the bear was. I told him the bear was napping. His response: “Go flop on bear.”
Sometimes your toddler says please, impresses a server at a restaurant, and gets you a free cup of coffee. So that’s nice.
Now that William can consistently say “Basic White Girl”, it seemed like a good time to transition his blog to the toddler stage.
Sometimes William follows up his fantastic day by waking up at 3:30am. Yet somehow yesterday still managed to take the sting out of even that rude and awakening.
Sometimes, I just get to have a fantastic day with William, and I don’t even worry over when the other shoe will drop. It’s nice to just have a good day.
William put a bunch of sand down his diaper. Now I’m Anakin from Episode 2.
On our drive home from the children’s museum, William demanded we go to the game shop. I think I’m doing a good job.
I came around the corner to find William gleefully adding cereal to a cup of orange juice. As soon as he saw me, he loudly and repeatedly demanded I “Go away!” I apparently discovered my son’s secret juice shame?