Emma's chart we kept on her door. She just woke up when we took the picture, and so she was a little drowsy.
Emma was so excited when we pulled the bike out of the box!
And Cal is now going in the potty…at least #2 consistently. It has been several months since he’s pooped in his diaper. He always says “Go, go, go!” and starts running to the potty. It’s pretty funny. We never started being proactive with the potty training thing, I wasn’t planning on doing that until he was 2 ½ to 3, but he initiated things, so now we’re getting the ball rolling. He once in a while will go #1 on the potty, but usually he just poops, so we’ve got to work on that one a little more. Emma was so excited and wanted to make him a potty chart, like she had when we were training her. She made one for him, and the next few times he’d go potty, she’d say “Yeah Cal! Let’s get you a sticker for going potty!” to which Cal replied “No!” He doesn’t really care about incentives or rewards, but we do encourage him when he wants to go. We just bought him his first big boy underoos (or briefs, or underwear, whatever you call them…we’re used to calling them panties), which had trucks on them. So we’re going to start here with the potty training thing.
Move over Michael Jordan…he looks like a little underwear model, don’t you think? (:
I won! I won, I won, I won! A major prize! No, not a leg lamp (tee hee hee)but a case of canned fruits and pie fillings, marzipan, marshmallow crème, and almond paste. A few months ago, my mom told me about a cooking photo contest Solo Foods was doing. For this contest, you make one of their recipes listed on their website, take a picture of the culinary creation any way you wanted, submit it, and to my surprise, they chose our photo and contacted me this week. Not to say that my cooking skills are the reason, or my photography skills either, I think it had a little to do with the kids being in the picture that made it so cute! Here’s the picture I submitted, soon it will be featured on their website, solofoods.com.
Dave finished his last final last night for his medical coding classes this semester. He has done such a great job and worked so hard! He only had 6 credit hours this semester, but he was spending more time with these two classes than when he had a full load. So he was always studying, doing assignments or taking tests. He told me this was the longest semester of his life, and we’re all glad it’s over. Good job, hon!
