You Didn’t Want to Know This, Dads…

…but when your son’s caregiver, who has changed many, many baby boys and has some basis of comparison, catches sight, while changing a diaper or assisting on the toilet, of the smallest penis she’s ever seen on a small child, she does wonder about the paternal version…

The Wall is Put to the Test

Mary is craving spring, and even though it’s a good five or six weeks till it arrives without further chance of snow here in Ottawa, some sponge stickers caught my optimistic – desperate? – eye on the weekend. Here the children bedeck their construction paper grass with pastel foam tulips and bright red ladybugs. Zach adds a few personal touches with a pen.

Storage for the artwork till mummies and daddies arrive has always been a problem, and then I found a great idea in a book, also on the weekend. Cool, huh? The clothes pegs are plastic, in various pastel shades.

And, of course, Zach had to try it out…
Seems it works like a charm!
I am delighted.
p.s. This post was written a week ago. A little more painting has occurred since then. One day I will post final pictures!