Potty training looks like it really isn't around the corner anytime soon at the Thompson household....seeing as we STILL struggle nightly with getting Cale interested in brushing his teeth. This was Jason's night to battle it out....

So, typical night of brushing teeth goes as such...

Mommy or Daddy politely demonstrating to Cale just exactly HOW he is to brush (not to mention how simple it really is)

Cale looking totally disinterested while "parent" tries as hard as he/she can to get the back teeth as Cale is clenching down on the toothbrush
"Oh look, a little magnifying glass attached to my nail clipper....this is fun to look at! " Meanwhile, daddy struggling still to finish up those back teeth...

"And oh, my belly button...has this always been there?" By this time, daddy is growing more frustrated and wishes this task could be done...

SCORE!!!! And he's done it folks! With the help of dad's one-on-one instruction, Cale finally takes the captain's seat and brushes ONLY his two front teeth. And just when we think we've finally made it....we start from square one the following night! Need I say more about why I'm giving up on potty training right now??!!??

MY BOYS!!!!!

The rough housing is a constant at our house these days....weekends especially! Cale and daddy love their "quality" wrestling matches. And thank God they do, cuz I refuse to play that game with Cale anymore...he can really pack a punch!!!

Cale...tackling daddy to the ground from a full out sprint...

And he's down!!!!

Jumping on daddy....(no longer allowed to do this to mommy anymore either...even before baby in belly!)

Cale has found that is best defense against getting the infamous "tickle torture" is to either sit on daddy's head or stick his feet in daddy's face.

Like I said...Thank God my boys have each other!