This is our potty spot. Seems like the perfect place to go potty to me. Trae went in, sat on the pot, hopped off, and ran to me yelling "UCK!!!UCK!!!GWOSS!!..." and pointed into the bathroom. I followed him in and he pointed at the rug and said "boop." Sure enough.
Last night I was a stinker in meeting...I just wanted to stand and bounce, that's all. I finally let me Mom sit as long and she let me lie on my back and pushed my knees into my chest, that made me smile and talk!
I fell asleep just as we were leaving at about 8:45, and then my Dad managed to wake me up when he got up this morning at 6:15. . . .. .. .... . . . ..
....9:45, 10:45, 11:45, 12:45, 1:45, 2:45, 3:45, 4:45, 5:45, 6:15. Wait. 123456789...and 1/2 hours? Yeah, thats what my Mom said. She was all surprised to hear my Dad's alarm go off at 5:30 and told him to check on me. He did and I was just sleepin' away. My Mom's heart was beating 100 mph, and my Dad just made sure I was breathing and forgot to tell Mom. Finally she got so worked up that she wanted to be sick and yelled "Well, is he okay?" My Dad said "Uh, yeah." and then got ready. My Mom almost cried with relief. She gets really worked up about us kids, especially me and my brother Trae. Him and I, we decided that we were gonna sleep all night so Mom could sleep. I slept for a little while longer and then my Dad had to bring me to my Mom....she couldn't roll over. Her, ahem, teets kept getting in the way. Funny thing though, we must be really in sinc because she didn't wake up in a puddle...yeah, me and my Mom, we're like this.