We just got Evan a potty chair. He's starting to say "popo" when he goes (it's the Spanish word for poop they use at the daycare), so he's ready. Right away he sat on the potty to read. Typical man....
Qu'est-ce qu'il lit? Regardez bien...What's he reading? Look closely...
Il le porte partout. On le laisse jouer avec un peu plus longtemps...He carries it everywhere. We'll let him play with it a little longer...
Ce weekend ma tante est venue (on n'a pas de photos!), juste pour une nuit. Elle a garde Evan l'apres-midi, elle a dit qu'il etait tres sage. Samedi, on est alle a San Francisco, au zoo! On n'a pas de photos, malheureusement. Evan etait fatigue mais il s'est amuse. Mais je pense que Jean-Robert etait le plus content--c'etait mignon, il courrait a droite et a gauche... Et il carrassait tous les animaux a la "ferme des petits." Il parlait aux chevres et aux moutons--un vrai campagnard. Evan aussi a carressait des choses: un hérisson, un furet, et un serpent. Oui, un serpent. Il a peur de rien. Je suppose c'est parce que personne n'avait peur.This weekend my aunt came (sorry no photos!), just for a night. She watched Evan Friday afternoon and said he was well-behaved. Saturday, we went to the San Francisco Zoo! Unfortunately we don't have any photos. Evan was tired but had fun. But I think JR was the happiest--it was cute to see him running around so excited, and he petted all the animals in the children's farm. He talked to the goats and sheep--a true country boy! Evan also petted some things: a hedgehog, a ferret, and a snake. Yes, a snake. He's not afraid of anything. I guess it's because no one else was afraid.
Aujourd'hui on a essaye de manger au resto. Je dis "essayer" parce qu'Evan pleurnichait tellement qu'il fallait partir tres vite. Jean-Robert l'a pris dehors pendant que je me depechais pour finir manger. Ca commence, les "terrible twos" (l'age de 2 ans est terrible)....
Today we tried to eat in a restaurant. I say "try" because Evan was whining/crying so much we had to leave very quickly. Jean-Robert took him outside while I tried to finish eating quickly. The terrible twos are beginning...
3 comments:
Cet engin paraît très confortable.
18 mois à 2 ans sont les années terribles comme tu as l'air de le dire, en effet...
Mais après ce n'est que du bonheur.
Patience et bises à vous trois les bibis.
You'll want to break the habit of him carrying around his toilet very soon! ;)
Hehehe-yeah, I guess splashing would be bad...
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