[I wrote this and never posted it so I thought I would do it now! :) Life has been busy but we finally have a contract on our house and I feel like life might be going in a new direction and time to start writing again! More updates soon.]
I felt a little like Missy yesterday when I realized that the finger I just kissed might have something on it. My one-year-old had pajamas unzipped (a very new skill that I could do without!) and finger pointing out acting like it hurts (stuck in zipper maybe, hit with toy maybe?). After I kissed it I realized it wasn't a boo boo but had been stuck into a poopy diaper. Ugh!!! Go ahead and go here to read all the poopy stories. :)
And I feel a little more like Missy b/c our 3-year-old (yes 3 1/2) isn't potty-trained either. Feel free to come take over for me on this one. I was very comforted though when reading Feminine Appeal that Carolyn Mahaney's son wasn't potty-trained until almost 4. I'm not alone! :)
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
