The Potty

We had a long talk last night about the potty. You seem to finally understand that you can't poop in your pants anymore. Its way past time. I fear that I am not the disciplinarian that I could be, but I am going to find a way to get you in the groove of going to the bathroom so we can get on with more festive things in our lives.

Like camping or... swimming or.. stuff like that!

Youre a Tool Man

The other night, you found the tools, you came up to me and you said, mam? does your bed need fixing, and I said, why yes it does!

you even found the right tool to try and undo the screws, an allen wrench. After that you removed all the screws from your paint set, and the hinges... Smarty.

i love you

Ms June

She is the current rival for your affections. She is your pre-school teacher. Ms June has everything and she is cool...

we have to make a special valentine for you and ms. June.

Wee Dictator

You are so funny. You say, mommy, you take a bite like this. then you say wipe your mouth like this. You tell me how to sigh after taking a drink of water. You want to tell jokes, and be funny. And you think that hitting is funny. That worries me.

We are going up to Napa this weekend. I think we are both excited about that.

Where Cowboys Come From

Tonight in the car you said to me, we cant go to Thousand Oaks, because that is where the cowboys are. They are far away. And they are bad cowboys. But they are good cowboys. But they are in Thousand Oaks. and that is far away.

I wonder where you hear this stuff.