A few times in the last few days #Hatchling2 has been looking around the lounge going "Where's the flipping thing? Where *is* the flipping thing?". We've been fascinated at him picking up pseudo-swears from us, but had no luck in working out what he was looking for.

Until this morning, when I gave him back the launcher from his stunt car set and he joyfully said "there it is!"

It makes the cars flip over in the air.

It's a **flipping** thing.

Ugh, after a couple of weeks of OK #PottyTraining, #Hatchling2 has fully taken against the whole idea at home.
#Hatchling2 just sat bolt upright in bed and said "Done. I'm Donnnnnne!", while very clearly still asleep
Doing a number jigsaw with #Hatchling2:
Me: "... 5 6, oh looks like a piece is missing. What number comes after 6?"
#H2: "14!" *Tries to put in the 20 piece upside down
#Hatchling2 spent half his bath singing "Five Little Ducks" to me while playing with four rubber ducks. I tried to argue but there was no contradicting him.

#Hatchling2, unprompted: "It wasn't you [points to me], it wasn't you [points to @tobyleaf ], it wasn't you [points to #Hatchling1], it was ME!"

Everyone: "What was you?"

#H2: "Farting!"

#Hatchling2 brings me a toy letter
#H2: "It's from the party Daddy"
Me: "Ah yes, it says I have to reject the evidence of my eyes and ears"
#H2: *blank stare*
Me: "... is it a birthday party?"
#H2: "YES!!""
Long story short, don't give #Hatchling2 Nando's perinaise #IWillNeverFeelCleanAgain
#Hatchling1 [bashes knee on table and gets a cuddle from @tobyleaf ]
#Hatchling2: "I want a cuddle too!"
Me: "Oh, #Hatchling1's bumped herself, that's why she's getting a cuddle now"
#Hatchling2: [pauses for a second, then bashes his head back on his high chair]
#Hatchling2 quoting "We're Going on a Bear Hunt":
"Uh-oh, a snowstorm
We can't go over it
We can't go under it
Oh no, we've got to go POTTY!" *cracks up*
#Jokes