First, Abid and Paula, you will, like the rest of us, have to wait for our vacation to get the SIML photos report on SE Asia. I know, dang. We are leaving in a couple of weeks, and will be there for three more, so I apologise, it'll be awhile. I am researching like crazy and we are all super excited about going.
Can I throw a question out to everyone? If we took our kids to go see, pet, and photograph the uncaged tigers at the Tiger Temple in Thailand, offspring of poached animals, raised by monks, and one of the kids got mauled or eaten, would you all say "duh, what did you think would happen you idiot?"
Yeah, I'm still on the fence on that one.
Paula, I will never run out of the joy and wonder of the everyday. More to come, promise.
Assuming I don't get eaten by a tiger.
Abid, I am waiting to see what you come up with for me! Please, like I tell everybody, you are serously under no obligation to read the whole blog...I can get awfully wordy, and have been writing this for, what, 16 months? I'm happy you come and visit, period. If you ask a question I "already answered" that is A-OK. I bet others will be interested in the answer too.
So....next in line wih their question is my old friend Anonymous. In this case, Anonymous who is obsessed with whether Thomas, being three, is out of diapers yet.
I said I would post, and I will.
Now, depending on what sort of person Anonymous is, this answer will either give them the total evil joy of schadenfreude or they will be disappointed.
Thomas is not out of diapers. We are at about 50-50. He likes his undies, asks for them on a regular basis, and is motivated to be "all the time potty trained" so he can go to school.
We are currently holding Halloweeen candy hostage, released one piece at a time for successful trips to the potty. Also held hostage are the favorite "caterpillar" diapers which he may earn in the same fashion.
Both kids are still wearing pull-ups to bed. (Oh, the horror.) I would very much like to see Bethy out of them in particular.
Every Filipina who picks Thomas up comments "why you have nappies, you are big boy! No nappies for you!" I think his toilet training is going well, if not perfectly. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would have to clean piddle out of Persian carpets. If I hear "uh-oh" I pretty much know that will be my next activity for the day. He helps clean up too, of course.
Both kids can now use the regular and squat potties. The squat bit is good for the upcoming trip, as I get the feeling we'll be seeing a lot of those there. A squat potty is flush with the ground. No sitting; there is a place on either side for your feet, often ridged to give you traction on what is usually a wet floor. Generally there is either a personal sprayer or a bucket of water for washing nether reigons which you then use to dump additional water into the toilet to wash it out into the pipes. TP is rare, and if provided goes into a waste basket, not into the drain.
Back to Thomas. We are at that delightful stage of learning where he makes comments and asks questions, at little boy volume, generally waiting in line at the grocery store where there is no graceful escape, about body parts and functions.
Curse the day I taught him the word "nipple." That's all I can say about that.
I'm not too proud...anyone have advice about potty training (or anything else for that matter?) they'd like to levy at us? There may be perfect parents out there but we are most definitely not them.
Actually, I think most of those folks I might be tempted to term "perfect parents" are grandparents.
So there, with perhaps a bit of wincing, is answer #1.
Thank you Anonymous!