Dinosaurs get Owies too.

Legend and Cash growl and chase each other, each with a toy dinosaur in hand. The dinosaurs collide in epic battle, and the T-Rex falls to the ground.

Cash frowns as he picks his dinosaur up off the floor.

Cash - "Legend, you hurt dinosaur's foot."
Legend - "Oh no! Ow ow."
Cash - "Kiss it better?"

Legend tenderly kisses the outstretched dinosaur's leg.

Cash - "Thank you Legend."
Legend approximates "You're welcome."

Then the dinosaurs throw concern for fellow dinosaurs, manners, and language to the wind and are back to being growling, beastly enemies.

Princess

Kayla cries out, bottom lip jutted out improbably, because Cash stole her toy.

Cash immediately gives the toy back to Kayla and Kayla does her best to look cute, clutching the toy to her chest and leaning demurely against the couch.

Cash smooths Kayla's hair and kisses her on top of her head. Legend is a little jealous, and weasels in front of Cash to give Kayla a kiss.

Cash and Legend take turns kissing Kayla and smoothing her hair until she shoos them away.

She has got them wrapped around her little finger - already a master of womanly wiles.

Help Legend

We are at a park that has a platform high up and apart from the other platforms, with a big, twisty, yellow slide. It is meant for older kids that are able to climb up there. Cash insists he wants to go on that slide; he is a slide connoisseur.

I help Cash on top of the platform. Legend sees this and insists that he go up too. Legend has shown to be a little nervous with high places, and only starting to really enjoy slides, but he is adamant. I don't yet realize how bad of an idea this is.

Cash runs up to the slide and immediately plunges down it, happy as can be. Legend slowly approaches the slide. Many children pass him as he inches. He gets to the the slide, looks down, and says, "Uh-unh. No." He shakes his head, waves his hand, and calls, "down?" He won't come back over to me, where I can lift him down. He is stuck.

Cash is already asking to be lifted up to go down the big slide again.

I lift him up and say, "Help Legend go down the slide, Cash."
Cash - "Ok. I help Legend."

Cash runs past Legend and yells, "Legend, down slide! Come on!" He is gone again down the twisty slide, and back to my side before Legend can even yell out another, "No!"

Me - "Cash, please hold Legend's hand and bring him to me."
Cash - "Ok Auntie. I help Legend."

Cash runs past Legend, vaguely reaching for his hand on his way by. Okay, plan B.

I awkwardly climb up the narrow made-for-little-people ladder, duck onto the platform, and bring Legend over to the slide.

Problem: the slide is a closed tube, too short for me to sit and hold Legend to slide down. The platform is too high to ease him down to the ground. I am no where near dexterous or strong enough to carry him down the little ladder. How do I get my kid down?

I pretend I am going to ride down the slide with him on my lap, which he is okay with.

Then I push him down the slide.

Don' worry; he lived, but he bee-lined it to the other side of the playground as soon as his feet touched the ground.

Cirque du Soleil

I have my textbook open on my lap to a page that, oddly, has a picture of man and a woman from Cirque du Soleil in very elaborate, feathered costumes, holding each other in a very convoluted but graceful embrace.

Legend comes over to look at my book. He points emphatically at the Cirque pair.

"Oooh. Mommy. Daddy!"

I don't know whether to be offended or flattered.

Pee-a-thon

Kayla loves the potty a little too much. While the boys nap the afternoon away, Kayla spends most of her time on the potty. Sometimes she just hangs out, sits and plays with a toy or reads a book, but sometimes she goes on a pee-a-thon.

Kayla sits on the potty and tinkles, a tiny little bit, then hops off and points at it.
Kayla - "I did it! Auntie look. Kayla peed!"
Me - "Good job Kayla! Do you have to pee more?"
Kayla - "No."

So I clean out the potty and put it back together and before we can pull up her pants, she is back on it.
She tinkles, just enough to make the blasted music play, leaps up and points.
Kayla - "I did it. I peed!"

Me - "Good job Kayla. Are you all done?"
Kayla - "No."
Me - "Ok, sit down."
Kayla - "No. I peed."
So I wash it out again, and she plops back on it immediately, and pees a tiny little bit...

Repeat 16 times. 

Eat It

Legend has found a throat lozenge wrapper and it is suddenly his new best toy. He brings it up to daddy's face, opens his mouth and nods, asking daddy to eat it. Daddy shakes his head no, and Legend giggles and insists further that daddy eat it.

Daddy opens his mouth and Legend puts the wrapper in it, with a squeal of laughter. Through slight of face, Daddy ejects the wrapper while pretending to swallow it.

Legend is convinced, and his expression becomes one of worry. He looks into daddy's mouth with a concerned frown and a small voice.

"Uh-oh. Gone."

Ferris Wheel

Legend and I are at the fair, and Legend keeps pointing to the Ferris Wheel. He looks at me, pointing, smiles and nods, like he does to ask if he is allowed to do something. Preface: Legend gets scared on top of slides because it is too high up and I am not too keen on heights either; I do not think this is a very good idea.

I distract Legend with the train ride, which he loves; the Merry-go-Round, which he loves for the first few laps then wants off (I think he got too dizzy); and the Monster Truck ride, which gets him in touch with his manly side.

He points, smiles and nods at the Ferris Wheel again. So, I ask the man running it whether he will stop it if Legend panics and he says yes, so we get in line. Legend is really excited; the last time I went on the Ferris wheel, I was the one asking to get off after one round.

We get on and wait. And wait. We were the first on and this ride takes a long time to fill. Legend happily talks about all the things below, the rides we just went on and other kids. He seems happy even though we are so high up, when suddenly we swoop around and up. The ride stops just as suddenly and our seat rocks.

I catch my breath, and try to swallow a little leap of fear. Legend hears me, and looks at me with wide eyes. Why is mommy afraid? Should I be afraid?


I swallow, and smile, and point out the car ride below. I just about blew it there, but he relaxes when he sees I am not scared anymore. Little does he know, that I actually am a little scared, more so because he is with me. It is not just my life in the hands of a hung over attendant and a rusty old ride.

But I hear fear is learned, so I just keep smiling. Legend enjoys his ride, but thankfully does not ask to go a second time. When we get off he starts dancing to the ride music and pointing at something else. I am shaking, just a little. I am such a wimp.

Goodnight Bear

Legend has had the same bedtime routine since he was 5 months old: Bath, Body lotion, Teeth, Story, Song and cuddle, then bed. The older he gets, the more reliant he seems on his routine and on his special blanket and bear.

Tonight, I pull his blanket up so it just touches the left side of his face, just how he likes it. I lean down and kiss him and say "Goodnight", like every other night in the last year and a half. But tonight, he is not satisfied.

"Bear", he says, in a pitiful little voice. He struggles to get bear under the blanket with him. So I tuck bear in too, and give Legend a second kiss goodnight for good measure.

"Bear. Kiss."
Me - "Goodnight Bear." Kiss. "Goodnight my little man." Kiss.


A perfect little moment to finish a perfect, fun mom and son day.

Dora Brain

Legend points at me and smiles sweetly - "Mommy!"
Me - "That's right. I am mommy." I love it when he gets this right.

Legend points to himself - "Daddy."
I point at him - "Legend."
Legend - "Legend?"
Me - "Very good! Legend!"

Legend points to me again - "Baba."
Me - "No, Mommy."
Legend points to himself - "Backpack. Yum yum yum yum."
Me - "Delicioso!"

His little mind had circled back to Dora already.

Batman

Cash is playing with Batman on a motorbike. He has Batman zoom around and around the coffee table, then stop on the couch beside me.

"Wait, Batman. Wait." He scolds.

Then off he goes again.

Pie

Cash and Legend are playing happily in the back yard, when Legend turns to me and approximates the word "hungry".

Me - "Are you hungry Legend? Do you want a snack?"
Legend - "Hungry. PIE!"
Cash - "PIE!"
Me - "I don't have any pie. I can get you something else..."
Cash and Legend - "PIE!!" Giggles ensue.

The boys continue to yell, "Pie", and giggle at each other until I show up with oranges and granola bars.

Whoa! Pee!

Legend has been a keen observer of all the potty business his friends have been doing lately, and finally decided to give it a try himself.

He sits on the potty and smiles, like it is a big joke. Then he gets up and puts his bear on the potty.
Me - "Yay! Bear peed on the potty. Good peeing bear. Legend, can you pee on the potty?"
Legend nods and trades places with the bear and I hand him a book for the wait.

After a minute or so, he starts to pee. He is so surprised or excited that he leaps up, drops the book on the floor, and turns to look in the potty. The problem: he is still peeing. I turn him and position him quickly back on the potty and the little potty music plays.

He is so proud of himself, he goes and fetches Kayla to show her his success.

Pretty good for a first try, with only a book as casualty.

Stickers

Kayla had a great potty success so she got to pick two stickers to put on her hands, and one star sticker for the potty success poster.

She picks a dinosaur sticker first, then a car sticker for her other hand.
Me - "Yay Kayla. You pooped on the potty. You get stickers!"
Kayla - "A dinosaur, a car. I love it!"

She goes and sits down on the potty again.
Kayla - "I want stickers. I love it!"
Then she just hangs out on the potty for a while, waiting for her luck to hit, I guess.

Apparently this reward method is working well for her.

Pretty

Kayla is sitting on my lap and I am brushing her hair. Cash comes and sits beside us on the couch.

Me - "Kayla, you have such pretty hair. Doesn't she, Cash?"

Cash nods and smiles bashfully - "Kayla has very pretty eyes."

Kayla flutters her eyes and turns her head away coyly.

Aw, toddler crush.

Moon

The moon was bright in the sky this morning, a shining white half disc on crystal blue sky. The tots noticed it right away.

Legend points to the sky - "Moon!"
Cash looks up, points - "Look at the moon!"
Kayla also points - "Auntie, look!"
Me - "Oh wow. Look at the moon in the sky."
In unison, all three tots exclaim, "Wow", and continue pointing.

They eventually go back to running around and climbing the slide, but every couple minutes, one of them stops and points at the sky. The other two see what the one has started, and all three end up pointing at the moon and saying "Wow. Moon!"

Still Working on it

Cash and I are having a conversation about planes when Legend walks up, pats Cash on his chest, and says "Mommy". 

Cash is deeply offended, he curls his lip into a snarl and glares at Legend.

Cash - "I am NOT mommy! I am NOT Mommy, Legend. I am Cash!"

Legend, just to stoke the fire - "Mommy!" 

Cash looks like he might cry, so I step in to calm him and correct Legend. They go back to playing, but not together. Cash is clearly not talking to Legend right now.

And I thought it was important to me that Legend gets the mommy thing right. 

Bear, meet Dinosaur

Legend has a favourite bear. It is already flat and no longer soft; it looks like road kill, but Legend loves it and sleeps with it every night.

I am tucking him in to bed tonight and Legend has his bear snuggled into neck when he spots a little blue dinosaur stuffy on his floor. He is really into dragons and dinosaurs as of this week for some reason.

Legend - " 'Saur!"
Me - "Oh, does dinosaur want to go to bed too? Ok." I hand him the dinosaur and he throws his bear to me. Who needs a bear for protection when you have a dinosaur? But, a moment later he changes his mind so I put bear back into bed with him.

Legend picks up his bear, snuggles it, wiggles the dinosaur and roars.
Then he puts their faces together and makes a kissing noise.

I guess bears and dinosaurs can work (and play) together just fine.

Learning about Mommy

Legend has been saying "Mommy" a lot lately, which makes my heart soar. He has been mixing up which one is Daddy and which is Mommy, but he usually gets it right and I would rather be called Daddy than nothing at all.

Today I pick Legend up and hold him in front of me.
Legend - "Mommy". And my heart fills to bursting.
Then Legend looks down at my cleavage, pats my boobs and says - "Mommy."
I laugh and bring his chin up to look at my face. He looks down again, pulls open my shirts, grabs my boob and happily yells - "Mommy!"

Apparently he has figured it out.

Sprinkler Beat

On a walk this evening, Legend and I come across a yard with one of those sprinklers that tick-tick-ticks slowly one way than quickly back the other way.

Legend stops dead in his tracks as soon as he spots it, then he points at it and nods, his way of asking if he can go see it. I say no because it is chilly out and he shouldn't get wet and it is also in someone's yard. Legend continues to watch enraptured.

Suddenly, Legend breaks out into dance, bobbing and wiggling to the beat of the sprinkler.

He's got good moves, but I don't really care for his taste in music.

No Sleeping

Legend had an exciting more today including an hour in the play room at the H20 while mom and dad worked out (he had so much fun he didn't want to leave), and then we hit the farmer's market. He tried out the big blow up slide and went in the bounce house; he tried out some tasters at different stands; and he got his groove on to barn animal songs at a kids' booth.

We put him in the car to drive the 5 minutes home, and his eyes start rolling and his head starts bobbing almost immediately. We don't want him to fall asleep before he has lunch and mess up his routine, so we tickle him and talk to him, trying to keep him awake.

Legend's head bobs.
I tickle his belly - "No sleep! No sleep! No sleep!"
Usually this cracks him up, but today he only manages a sleepy smile and closes his eyes despite my tickling.
At a red light, Cody turns, pokes Legend and yells - "Legend! Don't sleep! Wake up!"
Legend barely opens his eyes, smiles, and his head bobs again.
He really can't keep his eyes open, but he just keeps smiling at us when we poke him and yell at him.

If the car ride were even one minute longer, I am certain we would have lost him to dream land, but we make it home. I open the car door and he looks at me lazily, then turns his face away and closes his eyes.

I guess it is nap time.

Cool Dude

Cash has an important evening in front of him, so just before his daddy comes to pick him up, I get him dressed up in a snazzy little man's outfit.

As I pull the collared grey shirt over his black t-shirt that reads "Talk to my Agent", Cash looks down at himself and nods.
He says - "I'm a cool dude! Nice shirt. I'm a cool dude."

And he's right. He looks sharp and is better dressed than my husband ever is.

Legend gets in line

At the park today, there is a large day care, 14 three year olds and 2 adults. The park is a long walk from my house, with no other parks close by, so we stay even though it is really busy and the tots meet some new friends and have fun.

After about 45 minutes, it is time for the day care group to head back for lunch. The women instruct the children to line up on the grass and sit on their bums. About half of the children ignore the women and have to be instructed 3 or 4 times before they obey; a couple children never end up obeying.

Legend obeys immediately. He runs over, gets in line and sits down on his bum with his hands neatly in his lap, looking expectantly at the day care woman.

The woman looks at Legend, laughs and says, "Good listening, friend."

Cash copies Legend's actions so that he can get some praise too and I have trouble convincing them to come away from the line. They are pretty sure they are going to get a sticker, or a game or song if they just sit and listen for a second. They likely remember when they once got stickers at the Energy plex because they included themselves in a gymnastics class line up.

Mommy/Auntie Kate is going to ruin everything.

Baby Dolls for Boys

Cash and Legend each have a dragon stuffed animal. They chase each other and roar like dragons.

Then, the game shifts. They both go sit on the couch and snuggle the dragons.
Legend - "Baby."
Cash gives his dragon kisses, so Legend does too.
Cash lies the dragon on it back- "Give a bum change."
Legend lies his dragon down, kisses it and says - "Night night."

Then the boys hop off the couch and start chasing each other again, back to dragons being dragons and boys being boys. It is nice to see their sensitive sides.

A Perfect Moment

Kayla says, "Watch me!" So, I turn to look at her and I realize she is actually talking to Cash, not me, which is a great interaction to see.

Cash stops and looks at her - "Ok Kayla."
Kayla jumps and flops onto the big bean bag chair.
Cash - "Good jump. My turn."
Kayla - "Ok Cash."
Cash jumps and they both cheer.
Kayla - "My turn!" She jumps.
Cash gets ready for his turn, but Kayla is still on the mat. He teases her - "I am going to jump! 1,2,3 Go!" But he doesn't jump on her. He smiles at her. They laugh, and she rolls out of the way for him to jump.

This little story may not be funny or seem cute to you readers, but I had to share it because I am just so proud of my tots for using their words so well and playing together, as opposed to alongside each other. My job in this moment is only to make sure they are safe; they are learning and practicing awesome social skills, including jokes, right now all on their own. LOVE IT!

Pig

It is very difficult to feed the tots pasta, granola bars, fruit and cookies, and basically feed them until they refuse to eat a single bite more; then throw away or store their left overs; then eat asparagus. But I have made peace with it, put a little salt on it, and sit down to enjoy my diet meal instead of consuming the entire contents of the fridge which I feel much more inclined to do.

Kayla walks over to me, looks at my plate, snorts and says, "Pig."

Not the encouragement I would have preferred.

Noses say Honk

Legend pokes Daddy in the nose and practices a good word, "Nose!"

Cash grabs Uncle Cody's nose and says, "Honk."

Mommy

I was so delighted this morning when Legend exclaimed "Mommy! Mommy!" and pointed at me. That was the clearest time he has ever said mommy.

A few moments later, the doorbell rings. We rush downstairs to find Kayla has arrived for the day. Legend runs up to her, points at her and says, "Mommy!"

My heart sinks a little as I try to tell him, "that's Kayla. I am Mommy."
He pats Kayla on the shoulder. "Mommy."

Damn, I thought we had it for a minute there. No such luck.

Bubble blowing technique

Kayla is quite good at blowing bubbles, and I don't think anyone could be cuter while doing so.

She leans forward and puckers her lips, like she is leaning in for her first kiss. Take into account her big brown eyes, beautiful brown skin, and sweet little sun dress and I wish I had my camera. A picture of her blowing bubbles would win any Cutest Baby contest.

Today she is leaning forward, trying to blow through the hook just right, but can't seem to get it this time. So, she sticks out her big, wet tongue and licks it instead.

Picture perfect.

So much dirt, so little time

Legend is playing outside in the back yard. He abruptly runs over to his sand box and exclaims, "Dirty!"

He then puts considerable effort into ridding the box of its offending dirty sand, yelling "Dirty" all the while.

Up until now I thought he loved all things covered in dirt... maybe he was trying to spread the dirty rather than get rid of it.

He does keep me guessing.

Under duress

Preface: Cody often picks Legend up, when Legend would rather be wild and free, to tease him. He makes Legend say "Baby", "Daddy", or "Please" or give a kiss before he will release the wild child.

I pick Legend up against his will to give him a bath. Legend immediately tries the tricks that work with Daddy.

Legend struggles for a moment, then tries to look really cute.
"Baby. Mama. Mama. Mmmmwaaa (kiss). Please. Down?"

Why does he only ever say "Mama" when he is under duress?

What are moms for?

Legend trips and bumps his knee. I run to him as he starts to bawl and hold him and comfort him.

After a few moments he stops bawling, and points to his knee whimpering. I kiss his knee better and he reaches forward to me for what I assume is one last hug before he carries on.

Instead, he takes my shirt in his hands and wipes away the tears and snot from his face. Nice.

Hat

More driving in the car. Legend is acting silly, of course, then suddenly his Superman hat comes flying into the front seat, accompanied with an epiphany declaration:

"Ah Hat!"

Go to Sleep

In the car on the drive home from our vacation, Legend is in the back seat making a lot of noise but not saying anything.

Me -"Legend, go to sleep already."
Legend squeezes his eyes closed and makes goofy, loud snoring noises.

Cheeky.

Flowers are for Girls

Cash points out the car window - "Flowers. *sniff* Yuck!"
Cody - "Do flowers smell yucky or pretty?"
Cash - "Yucky."
Cody - "Yep, flowers are for girls. Do you like flowers Legend?"
Legend - "Yuck yuck."
Cody - "Flowers are for girls. Do you like flowers Auntie Kate?"
Me - "Yes, I like flowers. They smell pretty."
Cash - "NO Auntie."
Cody - "Auntie is a girl, she is allowed to like flowers."
Cash - "No, Auntie don't. No girl."

Blind

Cash - "I can't see the movie. *whine*"
Me - "Pull your hat off your face, Cash."

Sleepy

After a very long and adventurous day, I am getting Cash into his pajamas. He rubs his face and yawns.

Cash - "Sleepy ears."
I correct him gently - "Are your eyes sleepy?"
Cash - "No. Sleepy ears."

After all the chatter, yelling, giggles, screams from the boys all day, my ears are sleepy too, so I agree with him and tuck him and his ears in for a good night's rest.

Hot tub covers are kind of heavy

We are relaxing and playing in my parents' backyard and soaking/swimming in the hot tub. We have a great time playing with squirting turtles and being silly. Finally it is time to go in the house to get a snack and a cartoon before bedtime.

I hop out and try to put the cover back on the hot tub. I have done this before, generally no big deal. For some reason today it seems a lot heavier. So, I think I have pretty strong legs compared to my arms, so I will just get a foot under it and have my leg help heave it up. I somehow get my foot completely and painfully stuck under one fold, and get my head and body trapped between the two folds. I am unable to budge so I call for help; Cody saves me.

The boys bear witness to all of this. Legend comes up to me with a sweet little voice, pointing at my foot and looking worried. I show him where I already have a bruise.

He bends down and kisses the top of my foot.
Cash says, "I want to kiss the foot better too!" and he does the same.

Melted my heart and my foot felt a little better too, although my pride still didn't.

Don't Yell

Legend and Cash were being very noisy in the car. I finally had to put on my serious face and command, "Don't yell." It surprisingly worked and Cody and I finally got to have a conversation, which happened to be about different languages and the origins of words.

Cody - "(Insert something about words here)... in Istanbul."  I was listening, I swear.
Me, with a cheeky grim - "Constantinople?"
Then we break into song - "Instanbul, now it's Constantinople, now it's Instanbul...etc."

Cash yells, in his own commanding voice, "Don't YELL! Don't yell, Uncle Cody!"
Cody - "I was singing."
Cash - "Yelling. Don't yell, Uncle Cody."

Apparently we have even worse singing voices than we thought. 

What does a Vulture say?

We are at the Wildlife zoo near Kamloops watching a birds of prey show. After the trainers have hawks, eagles and owls fly around the audience and dive on their meat, they bring out their largest bird: the vulture.

The vulture swoops down to a skull with a bag of meat tucked in it to have his snack, and he spreads his enormous black wings out protectively as he feasts. He is only a few feet away from us because we scored the front row, and I feel a tingle up my spine as I take in just how awesome this creature is.

Cash and Legend lean forward and gasp and oooh; they are equally impressed with the bird.

Legend points and stretches as far as I will let him and says, "Quack, quack, quack!" 


Side note: The Wildlife zoo was so amazing and fun! They only keep rescued and permanently injured animals that would be very unlikely to survive in the wild, take great care of them and use them to teach about animals that live in Canada. Very cool non-profit organization. They are also the people you would call if you injure an animal with your vehicle.

Elephant

We are in the car on our way for a little vacation, when Cash points excitedly out of the window.

Cash - "Elephant! Look! Elephant!"
I look out the window, wondering what he could be calling an elephant. He knows this word pretty well...
Me - "...I don't see an elephant, Cash."
Cash - "Look! Elephant. In the sky!" (Is it also pink?)
Me - "What are you... OH! That is an airplane! 
Cash - "Ya. Airplane! Elephant!"

Maybe he was thinking of his Dumbo book? That is my best guess.





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I Want Ice Cream!

Me - "Cash, do you want ice cream?"
Cash - "Ya! I want ice cream!"
Me - "Legend, do you want ice cream?"
Legend - "Mmmmm. Yay!"
Cash - "I want Legend's too!"

Greedy or confused? I'll never know.

Jogging

I am taking Cash and Legend in the stroller to a nearby park when a jogger huffs past us.

Cash - "Hi!"
Legend - "Run! Run!"
Cash - "I want to run!"
Legend - "Down?"
Cash - "Come back!"
Legend - "Wait! Don't go!"

They were sure he was having a great time. I kind of wish I felt that way about jogging too.

The Answer is No

The tots are watching their post-lunch/pre-nap cartoon. Today they are watching Diego, Dora's hyperactive, equally irritating cousin.

Diego asks the viewers if an umbrella will help him glide over the river.
Cash murmurs a quiet - "No."
Diego - "Will a telephone help us?"
Cash - "No."
Diego - "Will a hang glider help us?"
Cash- "No."
Diego - "That's right! A hang glider will help us!"

Then...
Diego - "Where do we go next? To the cave, to the mountain or to the river?"
Cash - "No."
Diego - "That's right!" The mountain!"

I have two thoughts:
1) I hate "interactive" TV. It is ridiculous and irritating.
2) I wonder if Cash is really trying to answer the questions, or if he is just being contrary to Diego. I am going to go with the latter.

Will we watch Diego again? I am of the same mind as Cash.

Stethoscope

We are at the doctor's for Legend's 2 year check up and the doctor wants to listen to Legend's heart.

The doctor holds out the stethoscope to Legend - "Can I put this on your belly?"
Legend runs away and tries to open the door to leave. I pick him up.

Doctor - "You can see it first. See? Nothing to be afraid of."
Legend turns his head away and wiggles to get free.

Doctor - "Look, I will listen to mommy's heart first."
Me - "Oooh. Legend, look. Do you want to see it?"
Legend - "No. Unhun." Squirms.

I pin him against me and the doctor tries to listen to his heart while Legend whines and kicks.
Doctor - "All done. Now lets look in your ears."

Legend stops fighting, grabs the end of the stethoscope and puts it on his belly while the doctor looks in his ears without trouble.

Desperate times

We are at a park this morning, one without toilet facilities. Cash starts doing the potty dance.

Me - "There is no potty here Cash. You can pee in your diaper this time."
Cash continues his potty dance - "No diaper."
We happen to be far away from anyone else and near a bush...
Me - "Want to pee in the bush?"
Cash - "Pee in the bush."

I knew he was doing well with potty training, but clearly I underestimated how ready he really is.
He peed like a man today. I am so proud!