Library Trip

Wow, I didn't realize it had been soooo long since I last wrote something! Thank goodness I've been so busy. Those of you who know me know why I said that...
Today was Abby's first trip to the library! It was so fun! It was our big outing today, and I have to say it couldn't have gone better or been more fun. We just have to work on our library voices. :)
Abby knew about the library because of Dora (of course) so we checked out about 8 books and she proceeded to read almost all of them as soon as we got home. Just plopped on the floor and read out loud for anyone willing to listen. Lately she's been reading a lot books to lamby and snowman, until they fall asleep and then we have to be "really quiet" so we don't wake them up. Sometimes Jack and I get reprimanded for being too noisy after they have fallen asleep. So, I'm very happy that Abby is such a book lover so far, and will always be willing to make more trips to the library to continue the reading habit.

By the way, I will no longer be using my real name as I have been dubbed "Princess Mama" and "Big Mama" by my daughter, and must adopt my new identity. Thank you.

Okay, so I wasn't going to write about this because I was too embarrassed, but it will be good for my pride to have a good dose of humility so I'm going to admit what happened last week. Abby has progressed quite nicely in the potty training department to the point of squatting down and getting some results. The only problem is that I always have to remind her. If I don't, usually during the day she suddenly exclaims, "Mommy! Potty!" And I respond in eager hope and joy, "Abby, do you need to go on the potty chair?" "No," Abby says, and further probing on my part reveals that the potty has already made it's way out - and not into the potty chair. All my friends kept saying to take the pull-ups away because that was the magic cure. They'll be trained in no time, they said. It's too uncomfortable for them, they said. So I believed them. But they never trained an Abby before. The first day I had to wash two couch covers and lysol everything because Abby thought it was better to sit on the couch completely soaked than to miss her favorite Dora episode. The next day was the real kicker though. We were doing so much better the second day that I decided to go to Walmart for a few things. As I pulled her out of the car, the thought flashed through my mind that maybe the smart thing to do would be to put the pull-up back on for while we were in the store. Nonsense, I thought, she went potty right before we came. Famous last words. I walked into the store with a big S on my forehead, and about five minutes later I hear the familiar, "Mommy! Potty!" Looking into the cart confirmed my worst fear that yes, my daughter had not only soaked her pants this time, but had left a little trail in the store a few clothes racks long. I used my whole package of wipes to clean everything and everyone up, and quickly exited the area before the "Clean-Up on Aisle 10" blared out for everyone to hear. I may have gotten away with it, but the guy with the mop and bucket gave me strange look when he passed me later. Maybe he was just wondering why I chose not to let my daughter wear pants that day.

Hooray for Spring

I love gardening during springtime, and I especially love it in Southern California for two reasons: 1) It isn't raining all the time so you get to enjoy it, and 2) It's kind of the calm before the storm when the summer heat hits in full force. Abby and I go outside when Jack takes his morning nap, and we turn into pro gardeners for an hour. I always hoped my kids would like being outside as much as I do, but I didn't realize that I was maybe a little too successful with Abby when she wanted to go outside and dig the plants up. Not content to just weed, she wanted to uproot something. Guess I better start leaving the plants where they are and stop moving them around so much. Our current projects include watering the orange tree by the front door, and waiting for it to produce oranges.

Jack still can't crawl yet, which is just fine with me, and makes up for it by being so cute. Abby declined to hold him today citing that he was too heavy, and chose to just sit next to him and rub his head. She gets on the floor with him when we give him "belly time" and shows him how easy it is to roll over - as encouragement. They are quite peaceable together most of the time, and the harmony is only broken when Jack gets close enough to pull her hair or when Abby thinks Jack doesn't need the toy he's currently playing with.

That's kind of a normal day for us during this spring season. I hope yours is just as enjoyable.

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