{"id":1614,"date":"2006-08-17T20:58:00","date_gmt":"2006-08-18T03:58:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/2006\/08\/17\/say-what\/"},"modified":"2006-08-17T20:58:00","modified_gmt":"2006-08-18T03:58:00","slug":"say-what","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/2006\/08\/17\/say-what\/","title":{"rendered":"Say What?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2787\/660\/1600\/IMG_2498.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 261px;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2787\/660\/400\/IMG_2498.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>Will has a Jack-in-the-box at my parents&#8217; house. It is a standard model with &#8220;Jack&#8221; dressed in a clown-inspired hat and suit, with cartoons of clowns juggling and unicycling on the sides. When he turns the handle and Jack pops out, Will always calls out, &#8220;Daddy!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2787\/660\/1600\/IMG_2476.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 267px;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2787\/660\/400\/IMG_2476.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>My Mother made the slip of calling out, &#8220;that sucks a big one!&#8221; when she overcooked bacon in the microwave this morning. Will, who was happily playing on the porch, conveniently decided to get involved in that moment: just as the words escaped Granna&#8217;s mouth, Will came charging into the kitchen shouting, &#8220;that sucks big one!&#8221; I looked down and shouted, &#8220;PEANUT BUTTER&#8221;, my distraction tactic to keep Will from repeating less-than-desireable phrases he hears from his mother&#8217;s family. Usually Will compiles. Today he just looked at me and repeated, &#8220;that sucks BIG one!&#8221; He put special emphasis on the &#8220;big,&#8221; as if to gently remind me that this phrase was now perminently saved in his personal lexicon.  Thankfully, I kept my follow-up response (Damn!) to myself.<a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2787\/660\/1600\/IMG_2503.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 263px;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2787\/660\/400\/IMG_2503.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>A few months ago, Will was Determined to Do Everything Himself. This included feeding himself, combing his hair, putting on clothes, and brushing his teeth.  Lately there has been a huge regression of these behaviors: he asks to be fed, for someone else to brush his teeth, and doesn&#8217;t complain <a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2787\/660\/1600\/IMG_2567.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 265px;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2787\/660\/400\/IMG_2567.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>when one of us goes after his hair.<\/p>\n<p>Kate is back to her super-pooper status. 5 big ones today; 4 of which overflowed up the back. This is an indication that we probably need to switch diapers to ones with a more cinching waist. We recently went from Pampers Swaddlers to the less expensive Pampers Baby Dry&#8230; I think we need to go either go back to Swaddlers or into Cruisers. Baby Dry does a great job on holding in leg leaks, but the waist doesn&#8217;t have the same give.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Will has a Jack-in-the-box at my parents&#8217; house. It is a standard model with &#8220;Jack&#8221; dressed in a clown-inspired hat and suit, with cartoons of clowns juggling and unicycling on the sides. 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