From the Mouth of my Babe - Volume 5

A few days ago, Ethan and I were in the car, sitting at a red light at the bottom of a highway exit ramp.  The cars still traveling on the interstate were zooming up above us, to our left.  Ethan was unusually quiet, staring out the window, and I was enjoying the pause in chattiness.  Suddenly, he cried out "NO!" from the backseat and I whipped my head around to see what was going on.

Ethan was nervously watching the cars above us - not able to see the road itself, just the fast-moving vehicles.  With a highly worried voice, on the verge of tears, he said, "No! Those cars are flying!"

Wanting to preserve his childish perception, and calm his fears at the same time, I chuckled, "How cool is that?!"

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The potty thing is going exceptionally well.  Like, somebody pinch me well.  We were at an appointment today and Ethan needed to use the bathroom.  He's done the public restroom thing multiple times over the past week, so I had no hesitation taking him into the stall.

We were the only people in the bathroom at the time, and I stood in the stall with Ethan while he did his thing.  A few seconds into it, a lady opened the main door and we could hear her walking into her own stall.  Ethan looked at me, panicked, and said, "Somebody's in here!" ... "It's OK", I assured him, "she's just coming to use the bathroom, too." ... "No!", Ethan protested.  "I need some privacy!".