Pottypalooza Round One: Things Learned

The Hater and I had a very long heart-to-heart last night. When we kickstarted potty boot camp Baby had several definite signs that she was ready to potty train. Unfortunately, most of these disappeared in our second week of training. Here we are a month later and we're not convinced that she's physiologically or developmentally ready for this step.

Nobody failed. No disappointments.

Really it's not that big of a deal. Just like the fooler, we'll try again in a few months.

I was anxious to tell day care since they've been so insistent that we persevere, but she agreed quickly without me having to go through my well-rehearsed story. Baby wore diapers today and did fantastic, really enjoyed being able to participate in all of the group activities. I went to work very much relieved.

The best news of all is that we can spend more time playing now! It was 77 and windy this afternoon and we played hard at the swingset. Mostly she crawled around under the picnic table looking for clumps of dirt to label as "rocks", but we also attacked the slide and gave lots of love to the neighbor's dog. We came back and The Hater had burgers on the grill. I could get used to this!

I've not yet decided what our exciting weekend adventures will be. We've not really been out of the house in the month that we've been doing this, other than to go to church or day care. As of now we have call for rain both days, but we'll see how that pans out this weekend. It's all up in the air for now, but I can promise you that we won't be home all weekend. Nosireebob. We're going to celebrate being 100 weeks old.

That's right. Guess who turned 100 weeks old this week! What Nana said was true, "The days are long but the weeks are short." And what a wonderfully blessed 100 weeks we've had.