Yesterday, he told me I needed to "trim" my fingernail.
He wore the new shirt Grandma and Grandpa bought him. I was layering for the weather. He had a short sleeve shirt underneath, but noone could get him to take his new long sleeve shirt off. He wore it for the morning at Kidz Kabana, for his nap, and outside in the evening. Mike had a bit of a struggle to get him out of it and into his pajamas.
And by the way, this boy loves his little deck. That puddle on the pavement is a bubble experiment. He ate a grilled cheese for lunch on the steps this afternoon.
He is mainly potty trained. The number 2 has clicked in the last week or so. Mike took him to the hardware store. He was talking to the guy in the paint area and Zach yelled, "Daddy! I have to POOP. It is coming out! Hurry!" So they ran to the bathroom and he made it.
Today at HyVee we just had one more thing to get and Zach tells me he has to go to the bathroom. He pooped there too. He is bombing the greater Lee's Summit area. I hope to God these toilets are relatively germ free.
He loves his hippo chair because it has a "milk holder."
He is eating a little potato at dinner time because it will "make him stronger" - think that is from Iowa.
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