Waiting for the Chinese New Year

Deenesh has instructed me on the Asian custom of having one’s home in order for the New Year. Having a cluttered, dirty home will lead to having a cluttered dirty life in the New Year.

This year our living area was in fairly good condition, and was even better than the last couple of years, so I was feeling pretty good about things.

So I’m not quite sure how to interpret that Asher woke up on Jan 1, with the declaration “Mommy, my bed is wet!” His diaper had leaked and he was in a puddle. Later in the day when he was supposed to be taking a nap with Deenesh, he woke Deenesh up with the exclamation “Daddy, your hat!”

He had vomited in Deenesh’s hat.

The good news was, it was only in Deenesh’s hat.

That evening at dinner he stuck a sticker up his nose. ?!?!?!?!?! It’s the first time he stuck anything up his nose, and let me inform you that getting it out was less than pleasant (it was far enough up there that for quite some time we thought he was mistaken. Turns out we were wrong).

So I’m declaring an official do-over. We are waiting for the Chinese New Year.