Monday, 26th February 2007
Cometh the hour, cometh the man
There are big changes to report on The Bathtime Blog. Firstly, mummy and daddy appear to be making another concerted effort to rid me of my beloved nappies. Evidently their previous attempts failed because they have resorted to new sinister tactics. My potty has been upgraded to the super deluxe throne of potty’s. Believe it or not, when I sit on it I am greeted with a delightful little tune. Better still, when I grace it with my you know what, the potty celebrates with me by playing a fanfare chorus. All very funny to you, totally humiliating to me. Anyway, I’ve had partial success but won’t offer you any further details just now.
The next thing I know I’ve been chucked out of my cot. I now have a new bed as I’m a ‘big boy now’. Surprisingly, (given how long it took him to put the stairgate up) Daddy put the bed together in record time. He was playing a Matt Redman CD as he did it supposedly to stop him swearing when things started to go wrong. But they never did.
However, it went up without a hitch. It looked great and I couldn’t wait to get in it but firstly mummy gave me the conditions of use. Apparently, I’m not to get out of my bed until morning.
I even had to shake on it. Deal or no deal?
I am maturing into a fine young man now and as you can see my abilities with my brio blocks and playdough go from strength to strength. My guitar playing isn’t bad either (it’s definately better than daddy’s so my mummy says).
Though needless to say, I still have my moments.
Posted by Isaac @ 8:55 PM
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Exciting stuff Isaac!
Now you’re in a big boy bed, does that mean I get your cot when I come to see you soon?!
Well done Isaac – You’ll soon be able to teach ‘dolphins’ to your Daddy on guitar – I never could!
Ps. That is an impressive throne! I want one that congratulates me!!!