Job = Poop?
Tuesday, November 20th, 2012Dylan: [to his brother] "What's that word that means your job, but also means poop?"
Sebastian: "Duty."
Dylan: "Oh yeah, that's it."
Dylan: [to his brother] "What's that word that means your job, but also means poop?"
Sebastian: "Duty."
Dylan: "Oh yeah, that's it."
In a car ride together yesterday, Dylan started asking me about what happens to "bad guys" when they die. Thus began a brief but interesting discussion regarding theology.:
Me: Do you remember from Sunday School what you need to do to get to heaven?
Dylan: You have to die!
Me: Oh, true . . . but there's something else you have to do before you die.
Dylan: Uhh . . . I don't remember.
Me: What do you have to ask Jesus to do before you die?
Dylan: Give you lots of money? That's what you have to do.
So there you have it. Apparently someone needs to pay more attention in Sunday School. Of course, this is the same kid who made two finger puppets in Sunday School and insisted they were Anakin and Luke Skywalker.
I took Dylan into a portable potty during one of Sebastian's soccer practices. He was extremely curious about the entire setup: The makeshift urinal, the disgusting blue liquid, the lack of a sink, etc. During our visit into the porta-potty discussion inside the overheated unit, this conversation took place:
Dylan: . . . and what is that pipe next to me?
Me: The pipe coming out of the part that you are pooping in?
Dylan: Yeah, that pipe that goes up.
Me: That's for ventilation, to let the gas and fumes go all the way up and out.
Dylan: Does it go all the way to God?
So, when was the last time you witnessed to someone in a single-unit portable toilet?
2008 has come and gone, and 2009 brings with it a new set of 43 Things to do. How did I do this past year?:
What goals have I chosen for 2009? 28 goals have been carried over, 14 new goals have been added, and 1 goal from 2006/07 has returned:
* A new goal for 2008.
‡ A renewed goal from before 2008.
You can always view my current list and past accomplished goals at 43 Things or on my own 43 Things page here.
Here's to the new year. May I accomplish at least some of these important 43 Things. And here's hoping you are able to accomplish your goals, too!
2008 has reared its ugly head, and left me with not even a handful of completed goals:
What goals have I chosen for 2008? 31 goals have been carried over, 12 new goals have been added, and 1 goal from 2006 has returned:
* A new goal for 2008.
† A "new" goal for 2008 added in October 2007 and due by October 2008.
‡ A renewed goal from before 2007.
You can also view my current list and past accomplished goals at 43 Things or on my own 43 Things page here.
My top two "cheered" goals by other 43 Things users each have 10 cheers, twice as many as the next highest cheered goal. They are:
So, I should probably put a little extra effort into getting these completed this year.
Dylan has finally moved to the critical potty training stage. He's no longer in the "I'll sit naked in this cool-looking chair and have fun" and has moved to the "Oh, now I see what I'm supposed to be doing here and why I have no diaper on!" stage.
Potty training sure beats the alternative, though. Dylan recently wet Sebastian's bed and told his mother, "I broke it!"
Despite the fact that it has only been three or four years since potty training Sebastian, I have forgotten about the details of potty training:
My wife discovered an interesting, fun, and disturbing Japanese cartoon about potty training:
Go ahead, watch it again. I know that, despite your reaction, you really really want to.
Dylan, as most one year olds, hasn't quite learned his ABCs, but he has memorized what sounds come when in the alphabet song.
Since he had been singing it for a while, I decided to record his rendition of the alphabet song when he was 22 months old. My favorite part is when Dylan stops midway through as if finished and then gives a satisfied nod and sign before finishing his cookie.
If only 22-month-olds were like this all the time . . .