Gross and good

So were pretty pumped up today because Whit's sheet from Preschool said that he used the potty today. We have been debating about starting potty training with him anyway so we thought it was a good sign. Tonight I was trying to pump him up about it and took him to the bathroom. I had him stand up on a little stool to give it a try. So he's standing there trying his best and he slips and falls forward. He didn't get hurt but was pretty upset that his hand went in the toilet. I felt so bad for him, but was a little relieved that he knew his hand in the toilet was gross. Such is the life with boys.

Well it's been a while.

I can't remember the last time I posted something on here. I have had good intentions, but we all know where those lead. I am doubling my efforts, and am going to write more often. I know my huge fanbase has been waiting with baited breath. Mainly I am writing this, because it means more if I write it instead of just think it. I am going to shoot for at least 2-3 times a week. I am thinking smaller and more streamlined. So just sit back, relax, and wait for the next post.