We just had your birthday gathering yesterday with a small group of neighbours, and Daddy has to apologise for nearly forgetting to put the customary yummy Foochow chicken soup on the table for you. It was really comforting to see you chomping it down during dinner though, and to know that you enjoyed your little birthday 'party'.
|Our very different birthday picture this year, with 4 of us instead of 3|
In view of you reaching the ripe old age of 3, Daddy has 2 precious words for you, 2 words that I hope you will hold dear to your heart and execute in the very near future.
Your have been bound by diapers virtually 24 hours a day for 3 full years already. So long, that you know all different models of diapers by heart and tell me which kind you want to wear during different parts of the day.
This can be partly due to Daddy and Mummy, who want to give you time and freedom to decide when you are ready to go to the toilet by yourself. We are still standing by that decision and will continue to give you the time and space your require. BUT the amount of diapers Daddy has been pulling off the shelves now with Ellie's arrival is nothing short of insane, and honestly I have more than once attempted to wrap Ellie's tiny butt up in your ginormous undies.
SO, I hope 2015 is a good time for you to finally unbind. You will not regret the decision.
|I am 3 years old from now onwards!|
Don't be confused. Yes, the word is not even in the Urban Dictionary, but that's what you've given me since I've become your Daddy. Unlimited bouts of creativity and inspiration, so much so that I have come up with new words that are destined for parenting blog greatness.
Ok, back to the point.
Noah, please stop whining, because whining does not get you anything, well not in my house at least, or in any house with me around. I always pray for more patience, but my patience runs out whenever you start whining, mostly without reason at all!
I promise you I will tell you, in a nice manner, to stop when you whine, but please do everyone a favour and stop!
My 2 words for you seem harsh, but I love you very much Noah, I really do. So much so that I am dedicating my blog's 200th post to you.
|What a birthday means to a child, and thank you everyone for the gifts!|
My day starts with sending you to school, and ends with putting you to sleep in my arms, there's nothing much left in my world if you're not in it.
So happy birthday Noah, one last time, till the clock strikes 1st of February again in 2016.
Noahdaddy aka Stranger in Bangkok