Dad: Once, when I was about your age, in 6th or 7th (grade)…
I’m 41! 😭
Dad: Once, when I was about your age, in 6th or 7th (grade)…
I’m 41! 😭
Little S was sulking yesterday afternoon.
I saw him standing outside his house, doing nothing, looking morose. I know that look. That’s almost exactly how I used to sulk.
Later in the evening, he came over for a bit of play and chat, sans parents.
I asked him how/why did the sulking session end?
“My legs started hurting”
I love the honesty in kids 🙂
Soham asked us this question yesterday. He wanted four answers.
Everyone got two immediately: 2 & 11.
I gave him one that he didn’t know: 3.
He gave us two we couldn’t have figured out: Window, 6.
These three answers – 3, 6 and window – are why I love spending time with him when he’s not playing a video game.
Doodles urinates in his sleep. We’d seen a small puddle on the floor or cushion when he woke up, but were not sure if it was water (he splashes a lot of it around the house), drool (he’s a dog) or urine.
Then I noticed this. I was working, and he was sleeping on the carpet behind me. During a break, I turned around to stretch and noticed the drops on his leg. That was my confirmation. A few days later Amit also confirmed that Sm had noticed it happening.
Duds went for a check-up on Monday. They ran a few tests – checking for infection, inflammation, and stones. All came negative. The current hypothesis from the vet is that this could be behavioural.
Duds’ uber loving day care lady, Sue, suddenly passed away a few months ago. He spent a few days at home with me and his mom. And then they had to start sending him to a new day care woman.
Sue was a lovely woman – friendly, chatty, crazy about most dogs (but specially labradors), and always spoiling dogs with swims and treats. She was one of my favourite people around.
Dudley loved her like crazy. But he didn’t just lose her. He lost all the dogs he used to spend his days with – Tilly Mae, Daisy, Ralph, Archie and others. He lost all his friends.
We have a hypothesis that he may be missing her and his friends, and that may be subconsciously triggering his bed wetting. Continue reading Dudley & I are similar #44: Bed wetting
The moment a puddle turns from an opportunity to an obstacle is when childhood has ended.
Inside us all, is a child.
Some are hiding him. Others, trying to kill him.