A day like today is a day that ends in question marks. The first point of note is that our home this week stretches across two states, as I am in Texas and the wife and tots are in Louisiana. So yeah, it's a nice peaceful home for me, but no, actually I really miss having my brood within shouting distance. Bonnie and the children are enjoying Mamita and Papa and Aunt Liz so it sounds like all is well on that side.
So Isaac pooed his shorts today, with no easily understandable explanation. The culprit poo was also looser than we like to see, so all this, you see, is why there are the question marks. We go to bed wondering if it's going to be worse tomorrow, if maybe it was just excitement at the mall where it happened, and maybe it's a potty training issue? And back to examining the diet and symptoms tracker to see if we can scrutinize any possible causes? We suggested the idea of dog allergies and colitis--try googling that one. But mostly, what next?
As you know, it's best to focus on now. And now, presumably, Isaac is sleeping, and dreaming of triceratops, and maybe squishing around in tar pits.
On Saturday morning hopefully I'll be there to twirl him around and get those laughs and squeals of delight which we can count as blessings at the end of the day. And tonight, instead of ending the day in question marks, I'll go nod off myself, and maybe join Isaac in the late Cretaceous, and accompanying ellipses....
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