(I wish I had a bunch of in-the-moment pictures to accompany this post, which would make it perfect and much more fun. BUT, our weekday mornings are crazy couple hours of push and pull with some laughs mixed in. AND I've finally come to accept that perfect and real are mutually exclusive. This picture, of one of us, will have to do.)
So far today, one of us woke up with a wet leg. One of us thought it was pee, but discovered it was just the result of a leaky sippy cup.
One of us played choo choos in his room while the other yanked on leggings and sneakers and tucked in stray hairs and brushed her teeth.
One of us doesn't brush our teeth in the morning yet. The other is starting to think this needs to change.
One of us ate peanut butter toast and drank milk and didn't touch his grapes.
Both of us danced to Dan Zane's hokey pokey. One us did all the moves and found herself embarrasingly winded, while the other cantered around the island like a horsey.
One of us went pee-pee in the potty for the very first time!!!!
Both of us called Daddy to tell him.
One of us ate a celebratory mini Reese's cup, while the other uncharacteristically eschewed sugar because she had the 28-week gestational diabetes test this morning.
One of us walked into our room at school and never looked back. The other hid at the window and watched for awhile.
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I am so proud of you little Nicky!! Going pee pee in the potty, what a big boy. I am inspired, we shall start the process sooner than later. :) What an amazing post...that last line definitely got me. XOXO
I love the thought of you watching Nicky at the window. Also, kudos to our big boy!! And Kudos to you too for tackling potty training while pregnant. (I mean really, you rock for doing pretty much anything at this point. And you look amazingly beautiful too. )
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