I keep waiting for a instagram-to-blogger app since most of us bloggers have migrated over to instagram, but no luck so far (you hear that, tech gurus?? Untapped market!).
Until then, I'll just screen-cap some. Which is kind of useless, since most of you follow me on instagram anyway.
But this one is worthy of seeing over and over and over. I was obsessively going over the alphabet with Thing 3 (I admit I'm a total loon) when he turns to me and says "poop." No joke. And his diaper was empty, so I asked him if he wanted to go to the potty. He said yes, which is in itself a big deal since he only just recently branched out from "no" as his sole vocab word.
And then yes, the ONE YEAR OLD POOPED ON THE POTTY. IT WAS MAGICAL. I totally Skyped the husband right then and screamed "POOPOO ON THE POTTY!!!!!" a bunch of times. I'm pretty sure he was in a meeting because I heard laughing in the background, but I have no regrets.
I don't expect this to be the norm, but even once was enough to make my winter day less awful. Have I mentioned how over negative temps I am?? Cuz yeah.
But seriously. Get on that app, nerds.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Back in 2015, I woke up too early one morning, tired and miserable. I said a wee prayer for guidance to help get me out of this haze. Cle...