Poops:
There is a phenomena that occurs at our house. It happens when any of our children venture into the world of unknown perils (and adventures) of a place called, "The Basement." It is a wonderland of toys and imagination. And most of the time we are quite happy to have such a space in our house. Most of the time not including those times it needs cleaned. But returning to the phenomena that occurs at our house. When our children so much as take the first step down the stairs into "The Basement" - their minds are warped, wiped clean completely of the memory of what a toilet is, what its purpose is or how to use it. We don't understand how this works either. We have investigated it - spent hours down there ourselves but the phenomena only affects our children.
On a related, though side note, Ruby is potty training. We have started her just this last Monday (a week already?) and she is doing... blessedly fantastic! Its almost as if she was born potty trained and we just put diapers on her instead. She nearly never has accidents and she is just a dream with this. I just wish the other kids (cough, cough Corilynn, cough) would find the same satisfaction in this kind of maturity as Ruby does.
15 years ago

2 Comments:
This is all (or I should so mostly all) AWESOME!!!!!
you are stellar!
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