Being that it is March, you’d think I’m referring to March Madness. However, this past weekend, Brandon provided us with a few funny stories. We were at Disneyland (more on that later), and he hadn’t pooped all day (which is highly unusual for him). He also wasn’t eating very much (probably because he was still full of poop). He suddenly leaned over the high chair and said his usual, “I’m pooping now.” Then it was followed by his funny poopy face. But then he let out a little whine/cry while saying, “My bottom hurts! Daddy, change the diaper, my bottom hurts.” Dave had to act quickly, get him out of the chair, because the whining was getting louder. When they got back from the restroom, Dave said the poop was a double-wide version of his normal poops. Brandon did feel better after he was done. He did it again today. I think his bowel doesn’t like being on the road, as he is eating different foods than he normally would if we were at home (less fruits and veggies). As I was filling up the bathwater, Brandon he asked me, “Go pee in the bathtub?” I gave him a tentative go-ahead, thinking he was going to Reflexology when performed on male getting viagra genital leads in better circulation of blood in the area, stress reduction on the genital, and stimulating the nerves to function normally. The medicine is prepared with extremely effective ingredient that works cipla viagra online quickly in the male body to induce erection. Individuals going through this are usually shy enough and also have low self esteem because they cannot fully give what is expected of them discount online viagra check out over here as guys. You should do this while screaming for levitra 40mg mastercard help, of course. do it anyways. I waited a little bit, so if he did it I could change the water. He never did, so I proceeded. After he was done, I was drying him off and putting his lotion on like I normally do before putting on the diaper. He said, “I go pee in the diaper?” (I had forgotten his previous request to go pee.) I asked him if he had to go pee still and if he wanted to go in the potty. He said, “Yes, I go in the little potty?” So I picked him up, still somewhat drippy, and plopped him on the little toilet and wrapped him up with a towel (he was still totally naked). He wanted to remove the pee guard, but I told him he’d shoot me if he did that. I waited about 10 seconds, when this little stream of pee shot out. It was great! I gave him a big hug, and then told Daddy when he came home what Brandon had done. I even called Grandma to tell her, too. The reason Daddy wasn’t here to give Brandon a bath was that he forgot his backpack back in Gilroy at the restaurant on our way back from LA.
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