We have had some busy times. I’ve been partying hard-- hanging out at the Hale with some oldie but goody friends, chillin’ with some ward gal pals, rocking out at the Battle of the Bands in support of my talented nephew (I missed out on the groupie thing as a teen so I’m just doing it now that I’m 34. Never too late!), sneaking into the dress rehearsal of our local beauty pageant, cheering on my boys at the Derb (actual photos of that one), my continued love affair with Jimmer and last but not least----POTTY TRAINING. So it’s good all those other things were in there or I would have declared myself criminally insane and gone off to live in the land of straight jackets and forced meds.
My life is consumed with Syd’s bodily functions. Is she crossing her legs for fun, or is it because she has to go? What has her input been compared to her output? How many little princess unders can I wash I one day? After a whole week of power struggles and creative diversions to make her actually stay on her Elmo potty seat I think we’re getting the hang of it. Can I hear a Hallelujah?
And here are the aforementioned Pinewood Derby pix. Hub was so disappointed in himself that after 3 years in cub scouts Ike has never had a winner. Ike didn’t really care, so it was nice that Hub felt bad enough for the whole family.
Syd wanted to disrobe while we were there. She just gets away with what the rest of us want to do.
7 comments:
Wow, I didn't know you'd been doing all of those things -- and tending for sister in laws too! I'll just start calling you Super Meg -- or we can go to Megnificent like Derek apparently likes to address you. Hooray for your sticking to the whole potty training thing which is a royal pain. Nice pictures too but I can't agree that I would want to strip down at a bowling alley -- maybe just the shoes.
You are living it up! I just can't imagine living the high life just yet.
Do little kids cross their legs?
if by "disrobing" you mean removing the shoes... I do that all the time at church. now you know why I prefer skirts to hit the floor :)
it's a good thing my kids have a loud yelling, mosh pit joining, disco dancing aunt to remind them that not all adults are old fogies - thanks!
Sounds like you've been more fun than I can handle. Potty training: The bane of my existence.
you are a rock star with your patience in potty training. I am glad she has been doing better.
I am not looking forward to pinewood dertby days
Ugh! Potty training! I can't believe she is old enough for that- she is still so TINY!!! Your blog post sounds like our life right now - a little of this and a little of that. None too exciting, but life nonetheless. Glad to hear what you are up to. :)
You're 34?!!! Holy cow.
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