32.5 in tall
Right now, Linc doesn't like to eat his veggies, unless it's V8. I kind of like drinking my veggies also.
Linc has perfected the enunciation of the word "No!" and has begun using it quite frequently . . . to our great pleasure.
He has begun telling us when he needs to poo. He does it by pointing at his bum and saying "poo!" and then he pushes real hard and his face gets really red, and then we laugh, and then we smell it and suddenly, reality sets in: Someone's gotta change him. Rock, Paper, Scissors. Anyway, we decided it was time to move the next step and get him a potty. Linc's been intrigued by it and treats it mostly like a toy. It has this soft, squishy seat you can take off and he likes playing with it more than he likes sitting on it. Oh well, it's a first step right, or a first seat I guess.
1 comment:
haha how freakin cute. All of that made me laugh.
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