Tuesday, April 1, 2008

A day in the life of Jacob

Jacob’s favorite words right now are pee pee and poo poo. It’s a great vocabulary. I’m not even potty training him, but it makes Andrew laugh when he say these words, so it continues.
The other day our home teacher came over and Jacob started to say pee pee. He also says baby, which both words sound similar. I tried to play it off that he was saying baby as Jacob kept going up to his face saying pee, pee. Andrew was not helping the situation by laughing at him. Our home teacher was very nice and kept trying to give us a “spiritual thought”. Jacob wasn’t getting the reaction he wanted, so he tried again. This time he walked over to the home teacher and said, pee pee poo poo. This time there was no denying what he had been saying the whole time. I took him and put him on my lap and whispered to him that we don’t say those words. Jacob hadn’t made enough of a disturbance, so he then decided to bend over and bite Andrew who was sitting next to me. The kind home teacher finished and SOON left.
Why we have home teachers come when we have small children has become a mystery to me. I usually end up more embarrassed than what I ever get from the thought they share. I think if you have small children, home teacher shouldn’t be assigned to you. If you need something there is a special number you call. (Okay, I know I’m being a little extreme.)

5 comments:

Adam and Melisa said...

I love it Bonnie! My brother's first daughter pee'd her pants all over him while the home teachers were there! Gotta love those visits!

Karen Kunzler said...

Love it!!! Don't you just love your children?

Stott Family said...

Okay, now that is funny stuff. I know, I know, it's funny to read, but when it's your own your not so sure. Geez, it reminds me of something....um...oh yeah, growing up with my 4 brothers. Oh the stories my mom can tell. It's a good thing you guys have a good sense of humor. There only young and say lovely things once, right?

Jane Ellen said...

I can totally relate, which I'm pretty sure is not the greatest thing! But I like your idea about the "special number" thing. There is another special number I can think of. It's called the Olive Garden take-out number. The only thing worse than being embarassed in front of your home/visiting teachers is being embarassed in front of an entire restaurant.

juliette said...

Agreed and AMEN!