For those of you who may not know, the term for passing gas in Trini speak is "poom".
Yesterday, BH was frantically running all around in discomfort and had quite a few smelly pooms - a good indication that he needs to use the bathroom for pooping.
Grandma, on to his tricks grabbed him up to use the facilities.
BH has decided that he no longer wants to use the potty because he does not like the smell of his own poop (at least I know he is not smug because I equate that to not liking the smell of his own farts), hence the reason Grandma has to pick him up and put him to use the toilet.
It was then a new rule was laid down for Grandma to understand:
BH: No Grandma, "One poom means 'no'. Two means 'you have to go' "
Currently listening to: BH doing some substraction math with some M&Ms and H1.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
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