Bac-ock ((pronounced kinda like how a rooster sounds) is Ty's new word. He uses it all the time, and the definition changes moment by moment. Some days it is friendly and nice, some days he is yelling it at those around him in anger. If you here him say it, don't be concerned and don't try to get him to explain it, because no one really knows.
I have been trying to work with Ty on potty training. After thinking about it I have realized that a large portion of the blame lands squarely on my shoulders. I am going to be working with him and try to be much more consistent. He is smart, he will get it, I just have to stick with it. I have offered for others to take him for a few days and get it done, but so far no takers. So I am guessing it is up to me, so I am going to commit to this.
Ty got one of those little license plates for Christmas that says "Tyler" He was holding it up to me telling me what it said, and he kept pointing at it saying "Ty-Ty" see it says "Ty-Ty" I guess there is no arguing with him on that right now.
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