Garbage and gang fights

Choco is an accident waiting to happen. The boy thinks he can walk so he climbs up on everything and ends up falling constantly knocking various parts of his body into every sharp or hard object around. He is also obsessed with Cai and anything he has, which is just beginning to get on Cai’s nerves. Cai is hanging in there, but beginning to get paranoid, he's stashing all his most prized toys and running for cover everytime Choco eyes the Hotwheels in his hand.

Cai's newest thing is garbage humor, which I think must be a prelude to potty humor. We're in the car and he says, "Mama, can I have twash to eat for lunch?" And then he waits for me to say you can't eat trash or "Ewwww!" and explodes with laughter and delight. Ah, the stinky nature of boys. He also asked me yesterday if he could have a "cup of milk...with dirt!" He thought that one was pretty hysterical too.

See below the latest Chocolate updates. He's nearly walking, eating the real stuff and kicking some good 'ole baby ass. Got his first shiner the other day (ok, it was really from a fall related to a chair) We're thinking about shavin' him a mohawk and teaching him a gangsign.