Are you a college kid struggling to keep up in your Anatomy class? Well, just come on over to the Hill house and study with us! Most days, I feel like I'm one of those people on the Discovery channel, walking around with only the goods covered (if you're lucky), while people stare at me. Except for these people are in my own house...I am not sheltered from the humiliation by a television screen! I cannot seem to go to the restroom, take a shower, get dressed, or heck, brush my teeth without little peeping Tom's peering around a corner or grabbing at my legs.
I feel like a cow most days. Not that ever feeling like a cow is a good thing, but I guess I mean that in the best possible way. I am still feeding Tanner, and since starting back to work, I have to use an electric breast pump. At home, anytime Tristan hears me tell his Dad that I need to pump, he runs as fast as his little legs will go to the bathroom, asks me to "cose" the potty, pulls himself up on the lid and sits eagerly awaiting me to turn it on. Once I turn on the pump and the methodical rhythm starts sounding, Tristan grins and begins bouncing up and down saying "dance, dance, dance!" Wow, a breast pump/radio...how cool is that?!
Since bringing Tanner home from the hospital, we've had several "teaching" moments. The first diaper change TJ watched, he was curious, so he asked "Where's her peepee...I see her balls...but, where's her peepee?" Balls?! Who wants to explain that one?!
And certainly not the last that I could share, or the least, here are a few videos for your enjoyment. I wanted to remember how Tristan sounds so sweetly and the cute way he says words, so I recorded him naming body parts:
After my video, TJ wanted to do the recording and ask Tristan to name his body parts. See if you can catch the difference in what I asked vs. what TJ asked! And I just love how excited Tristan gets at the answer ;) I guess I should've waited until he was out of the bath tub!
Hysterical. You're welcome.