It was wonderful.
The Potty Train
This is how we spent the rest of the weekend. We had our first weekend of potty training with Kellen. What does that mean? 89 trips to the bathroom on Saturday, that produced nothing (with the exception of a couple toots). It was me, Kellen and Ethan (who didn't want to be left out -- he was the coach). Kellen thought it was great fun to go in the bathroom, get his potty chair out, sit down and visit with us for awhile. Then get on his Buzz Light Year pull ups and pee in them 10 minutes later. He keeps asking where the train is? My potty train! Wish us luck!
Yuck, Potty training! I sure don't miss that. There was a three year old at the park yesterday and he was so cute and funny and it made me miss little kids, potty-training and all.
ReplyDeleteWhoa - how did I miss this post?? Sorry, I'm a little slow.
ReplyDeleteI remember thinking "Corine will never get this!", but they all do eventually. I certainly don't miss diaper duty. Your baby's growing up!! Cute pic, I'm sure Kellen wouldn't mind you posting it!