repair places online. This website seems helpful for replacement, along with Consumer Reports, and I'd like to upgrade sooner or later. Decisions, decisions!
This next one was taken with the real camera before it went airborne, but with its other problems. Speaking of the Trist-man, he is one defiant potty trainee. His latest trick is to put his entire booty into the toilet water when he doesn't want to use it (and I put him on the seat), even though he clearly needs to "go". If my camera was working, I'd have pictures of that to show his friends and girlfriends later! Dean has suggested that we give up and wait a year, but he clearly knows what to do (he showed his bear how to use the potty the other day), and lately has been dropping his loads closer to, if not in, the pot. He had no accidents in church yesterday, wearing underwear.
Last week he managed to lock the van with himself and my purse/keys, etc. inside, and baby and me on the outside. I tried and tried and tried some more to get him to push the right spot on the unlock button, but finally gave up and walked to the main gate to summon the MPs. They called in a slim jim, but were actually able to get him to unlock it before the slim jim arrived. That incident made me quite late for a primary meeting, and I had already missed a group exercise that morning thanks to some potty antics. Serenity now! Later that day Kyler's teacher called to report on how naughty Kyler had been. It sounded like tattling as he rattled off all of Kyler's misdeeds for the day. I'm glad that someone else finally gets to enjoy the boy; it's really been unfair that I've had him all to myself for so very long.
Dean is currently in Maryland to visit army research facilities and see if maybe he'd like to become a lab animal vet or pathologist, or do a phD in such things. It's unlikely that he would, but as he said, "you never know". He was able to visit his uncle and some cousins in Connecticut before hand. I'm trying to not completely lose my marbles on the home front, and when it makes sense (some years down the road), I think I'd like to take off at will and let him man the fort while I regain composure somewhere less stressful than home, ha ha.