The Rodeo

Son [The Elder] came running into our room this morning. Our room being where my wife was still lying in bed after I had left for work.

Said child rapidly announced that he had taken his brother’s pants and nappy off because he needed to do a wee.

Needless to say, that announcement shook Jen into wakefulness whence she raced to the toilet, expecting to find the bathroom glistening with moisture, and emanating the not-so-faint aroma of fresh urine.

Fortunately, Son [The Younger], managed to hold on long enough for Jen to hoist him onto the toilet where he was then able to relieve himself without requiring a hose down for either the room or himself.

Turns out Son [T.E.] had tried to lift Son [T.Y.] by himself, but wasn’t strong enough. Oh well, he’ll get stronger.

RodeoClown: toilet training is easy when you let the kids do it for you.

I discovered this morning that it is quite expensive to get a taxi home from work.

The driver, Jim, was quite keen for the fare (at 1:20am), and work will cover it, but ouch… wasn’t quite expecting it to be as large as it was.

So, why was I working late?
We had a release for our software scheduled, and a few show-stopper bugs turned up at the last minute. But now it’s fixed, and I don’t plan on doing that again any time soon.

RodeoClown: awake. Barely.