I’m Big!

My oldest daughter A, 2 1/2 years, has stopped wearing diapers.

Yesterday was Day 1 and there was only one accident during the day and one smallish accident (can’t blame the dog for that spot on the rug honey) at night during ‘nudie time’ after her bath.

Wish her, us luck!

Bye Bye Mickey

Yesterday we went on an outing to the post office and A, age 2 1/2, mailed her ‘mickey’ (her word for pacifier) to some new babies we know. She had decorated some envelopes at daycare the day before and had actually been mickey-free for about 6 nights (5 easy, 1 troubled). I took a photo of her face right before she did the deed. Priceless.

I Love You So…

Favorite lines from a book I read my girls today:

“You are my sweetie, my dear, my smile and laughter. 

You’re my playmate for always, and my joy ever after.”

Happy Mother’s Day!

Big Ones

A conversation between my daughter A and her 2 1/2 year old daycare buddy:

Daycare Buddy:  My mommy has big boobs.  When girls get older they get big boobs and boys don’t.

Daycare Provider:  How do you know?

Daycare Buddy:  I saw her with her shirt off.

A:  My mommy has big boo boos too.

*I should mention that A frequently tells me that I have ‘big boo boos,’ she has ‘little boo boos,’ and her younger sister J has ‘little little boo boos.’  The topic of boo boos comes in a close second to her fascination with all things poop.  To be 2 again huh?