it started as a blog about henry alberto alvarado, aka enrique, the child formerly known as beef. he's my kid. he's new. he's cool. he's swell. he's the cutest darn thing this side of the nile river. which side? both sides. But...He's got competition now. And her name is Sofi Sue.
Monday, September 26, 2011
My Child the Shoplifter
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Sofi and the Potty
What makes it a "family" bathroom, you ask? It has two toilets. One like any other you'd expect to see in a public restroom, and another identical to the first, just about a 1/3 of the size.
Well, Sofi fell in love with that mini-potty immediately and promptly tried to sit on it. I helped her out of her diaper and sat her on that little potty and she was just as happy as can be. All seemed fine, so I moved over 3 feet to the diaper changing table to get her diaper ready.
As I'm assembling the cloth diaper, I hear a weird half shriek, half grunt. As I casually look over, I see my sweet little girl folded in half stuck in the potty butt-first, legs dangling, arms flapping, and generally looking perturbed.
I scooped her up and her little bottom is just dripping with toilet water. Her first potty experience was not the best.
However, today she got her very own potty and was eager to sit on it.