Quite a day at home
1. Last night my, 2.7 year old, daughter came up to me with her hands covering her mouth. Like an idiot, I say “What’s wrong?” She then proceeded to projectile vomit all over the bedroom. The first thing that came to mind was the scene from Parenthood where the little girl throws up on her dad. When I first saw that movie, I thought that there was nothing realistic about that scene. Now I know different. So, that was the first time my daughter really threw up. Exciting, huh?
2. Today my daughter, the same one from the first story, walked up to me and said, “Daddy I want to use the potty,” and she went for the first time at home. She’s been doing it for a month at daycare, but never here. It’s funny how proud you can be for someone controlling their bladder.
I know it’s not as exciting as Bill’s work on getting realistic stats in NCAA, but it was a very interesting last day for me at home.
BTW, I’m going in to the doctor on Monday to ask for an MRI for my knee. I can stand, walk, and run without any issues, but if I flex my knee I have terrible pain on the side of my knee (where the puck hit.) I had an X-Ray the other day that went fine, but now I’m wondering if there is some sort of damage to a ligament or tendon… Hopefully it’s just a really bad strain or something.