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Watering my Son

Patrick enjoys water ... in a glass, in a bottle, in a sports bottle, frozen (ice pops), in a bathtub, in a toilet, in a sink, in a plastic pool, from the hose, in a regular pool, in a lake, and in the ocean.

Someday, the sound of water will drive other urges, but for now it's goo enough that he simply enjoys water.

Amazingly, after only four days of walking ... he had already gotten his sea legs.  Walking on the rocking deck of a boat was no issue at all.

  1. Water in a glass ... using his tongue to reach down in, with half of it down his front ... can't forget cleaning his hands in the water glass before he tries to get a drink (quite an event).
  2. Water in a bottle ... drawing from it until the nipple caves in (oh yeah, and only one type of bottle will do, we know the difference).
  3. Water in a sports bottle ... just like grandma's (he'll take hers if his is not nearby, even though it's lemonade).
  4. Frozen as an Ice Pop ... great for irritated teeth, getting us all sticky, and cool patterns on the sheets, too.
  5. Water in a bathtub ... hopefully, not drinking too much.
  6. Water in a toilet ... we've managed to keep him out to this point.
  7. Water in a sink ... running hands under, sometimes sitting on the ledge ... sometimes in the sink.
  8. Water in a plastic pool ... clothed or otherwise is fine (we can drink that too).
  9. Water from the hose ... drinking with one handed scoops eventually becomes lapping directly from the stream of water.
  10. Water in a regular pool ... he managed to sleep there one time (yes, in the water).
  11. Water in a lake ... he and his Mama swam almost the entire way across (I loved the fact that he got upset when he couldn't see me clearly ... I was fishing off the dock).
  12. Water in the ocean ... need to get back out there.

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