I want to get off.
Jake decided to potty train himself last week. I have no clue what motivated him to do that--other than the fact that we had promised a candy
He is actually doing pretty well. It's just that now Zoey and Kate want a piece of the action. Zoey had already ridden the potty train in China, so we don't think she needs to have an M&M every times she goes potty. She doesn't seem to comprehend our mindset.
Kate also wants her share of the M&M's. She has decided to sneak upstairs to sit on the potty every five minutes...squeeze out a few drops and then go get herself a new diaper or pull-up. She 'needs' a new one because she also pees into the diaper at will. She doesn't understand the concept of staying dry in between trips to the potty.
Random thoughts and pictures...
Jake dresses himself again...notice the mismatching shoe apparel
The family who donated this shirt to us had no idea how appropriate it would be for Jake. It reads, "I tried to be good but I got bored."
SaraGrace and buddy, Emma, a fellow Hope Healing Home alumni.
Chloe checks out the peonies in our backyard. They're pretty--but I'm not a big fan. Every year, my peony bushes end up looking dreadful because I forget to buy the metal cages that are needed to hold them up. As soon as they bloom, they flop over, touch the ground and do nothing but attract 5 million ants.
