Lagging

Summer has been such fun it’s been hard to keep the blog current on a daily basis, but I will try to get us back up to speed soon. Pop just came home after a 6 week tour. It’s his first day back. I don’t suppose this will create any more free time for me, but it’s on the to do list. Updating pics, chronicling our trip to Carlsbad/ Legoland, etc. All on deck! Love you mama.

Potty training

About a month after your 2nd bday you decided to start potty training yourself. I say that you were potty training yourself because you took your own diaper off and sat on the potty and asked for a book. You knew just what your game plan was. You did po-pos the first time you sat yourself down. When you were 12 months, just after you started walking steadily, I tried to start the potty training process. You pee-peed in the potty every time I sat you down. We did that several times before you just decided (out of nowhere) that you didn’t want to potty train anymore. I never pushed it. I decided that whenever you decided to potty train (at 18 months or 18 years!), that would be the perfect time for you! So, here we are. A whole new set of struggles. You are doing really well at it, but you’re by no means a pro less than a week later. Thus the struggles. You think you’re an expert and you want to sleep without a diaper. I have let you try twice and of course you pee-peed in the bed. That hasnt seemed to deter your desire to sleep as naked as the day you were born. So…the struggle continues. None of it is bothersome to me EXCEPT your unwavering insistence to sleep without a diaper before you’re ready. God help us both. (Haha! and I wonder how you came out so dramatic!)

Beach. Bikes. Bloodline.

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This moment gives me chills…in a good way. I’m immediately transported to my childhood. I can almost smell it. Touch it. Feel it. Lucky girls.