The little chick has been working on using the toilet. She did it quite a while ago, for a few days, and then lost interest and really didn't want to try again. She's decided now, though, that it's time, and she's doing very, very well.
On the first train-ride home with me after she began, she told me she wanted to show me her underwear. I explained that it was wonderful that she wasn't wearing a diaper, and I was very proud and very excited and we would be sure to marvel at her diaperless-ness once we got home, but that the train was not a great place to do that. Still, it was beautiful.
And I thought it was interesting, that both kinds of modesty - whether or not it's okay to be naked and whether or not it's okay to brag about what you've got going on - are learned, or, at least, develop over time.
Yeah, I know.... you were expecting some kind of catchy phrase or, at least, a point at the end. I don't have one. I just thought it was interesting.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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Kudos to Her Diaperlessness.
And kudos to Daddy for helping facilitate this great morph out of babyhood and into public modesty.
:) tee hee. I got such a laugh. Someday poor Little Chick is going to read this blog and protest, "DAD! You can't talk like this about me in public!!!!" Just wait. When she hits teenagerdom... you're going to have to put a password on this here blog.
I've come to terms with the fact that I won't stand a chance in her teenage years, anyways. And hopefully, once she gets past that, she'll just think, "my dad really loved me". But who knows... kids probably won't even be reading by then, anyways. I'm safe...
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