Today morning was a bit stressful. I had a 4 hour conference call that started at 730 am. The wife had to be dropped at the station. Thankfully the boy slept on the way back in the car. A the Nanny called and said she will be late. The boy got up crying and hungry in the middle of the call. I fed him and he was quiet mostly, lying on the mat and playing without making any fuss.
B's daughter Aa dropped in and so did A the Nanny.
The boy went potty 3 times today morning. As he was being changed for the third time, his hand went between his legs...
B's daughter (all of 8 years) to me "He is catching his centre point!"
And after sometime she tells the boy "It is going to break one day if you keep pulling like this!"
"Ooooo..." cooed the boy with a wide smile. Children...
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