So Dom has partially redeemed himself. Yesterday was a good day without any accidents, but a lot of scary moments for Tracy and I. Basically, whenever Dominic stopped moving, we freaked out because we thought he was pooping. Dominic now has the appropriate attitude when he says "For the 10th time in 10 minutes, NO I don't have to go potty."
Further redemption came this morning when he asked me (through a grunting face) to go poop. But we did make it in time and everything was okay.
Now, I'm not bragging or saying that we are out of the clear or anything, just want to keep you all in touch.
In case there was any question, Dominic is definitely Tracy's son. A mosquito bite a little above his right eye left Dom with a Rockyish looking face for a couple of days. The swelling is not unlike that which Tracy gets whenever she is bitten. Don't worry though, everything is back to normal. Oh, and enjoy this hair picture, because Dom had a visit with Tasha today (that's his hair dresser; ask him, he'll tell you).
Also, just because it's so damn cute, a picture of Liam.
