Parker's been in a karate class at daycare and today he graduates to a new belt. All he had to do was break a board in half...WHAT? Yes, you read that correctly, my little guy broke a board in half with his foot. AWESOME! Granted, the board is something like balsa and I wouldn't be surprised if the teacher was flexing it a bit to help it break. But it broke nonetheless, which allowed Parker to earn his new black & white belt.
Parker was feeling under the weather yesterday so we took the day off today. Nothing that a Scooby-Doo marathon and a pillow fort can't cure.
Actually, I worked from home on my computer and dialing into conference calls. Not to bad but it hard to explain to Parker to be quiet because Mommy's working. Especially when Scooby-Doo is doing something particularly hilarious. Evidently there was one instance that Parker yelled ''No!'' at the appropriate time in the conversation. Unfortunatley, I couldn't hear the conversation too clearly via the other person's speaker phone so I didn't get the entire joke.
Oh well. Based on Parker's temp this evening, we should be good to jump back into our normal schedule tomorrow.
Things have been going well. I guess when the teachers said he was ready, they knew what they were talking about. Case in point, I knew Parker was up this morning because I heard the toilet lid slam shut. That's right, he woke up and went to the bathroom all by himself. AWESOME!
Published 9/6/2008
So we met with the genetic counselor at Dr. Samadi's today. Looks like the baby's passed his tests. While it's no guarantee that the baby doesn't have any genetic disorders (like Downs Syndrome), we seem to be in a pretty good place. For my age group, the odds of having a child with down is 1 in 700 but the tests came back with the odds something like 1 in 1500, which is good.
While at Dr. Samadi's we had another ultrasound. The baby is progress well but we did get one new piece of news. Looks like we won't be needing that boy's name since we now appear to be having a girl! Go figure. Kind of reminds me of my sister, who was suppose to be a boy named John. Of course, coming out a girl, her name was quickly changed to Joan.
Even though, now I feel we should wait another month to get a 2 our of 3 verdict on the matter, looks like, come January, we'll be welcoming Piper Mary Trillo to this world.
Yeah, I'm talking about Parker's potty training progress. He's doing fine. He doesn't seem to get the chart thing, though. He likes to put stars on the chart but he doesn't seem to get the big picture (the prize at the end of the tunnel). He's more of an immediate gratification guy.
Well, with that in mind, I've come up with a different motivation for pooping in the potty. (Because really, of the things you least want to clean up...poop tops the list.) My solution...temp tattoos. One for every time he drops "the kids" directly in the water when he's home. So far he's got on on each arm.
So next time you see him, complement him on his body art. The more tats on baby mean the less clean up for Mommy and Daddy.
