I woke up this morning to my mother staring down at me. I remember waking up like that when I was a kid and being freaked out by it - it's an even freakier experience as an adult.
So she invites me out to breakfast - I didn't really want to go, Hell, I didn't really want to get up, but by now Terra was up, so up was what I was getting. I figured I may as well eat. Before my eyes were both open, before I'd had coffee, I had myself and a 2 yr old out the door.
I have rediscovered gravy biscuits, and know them to be one of the most amazing wonders of the world. Terra disagrees, but then, she only likes cheese this month: American, cut in quarters - preferably corner to corner, but only because I like the way she says "tie-ngles" (no a in the word lol) when I give them to her. She also tells me there are 3 (close enough damn it, she's only TWO!) and that they're "lello." She's a genius. Now if I could just get her to pick up her own toys!
I've been struggling with potty training for months now - she'd have a few hours of success, then give in for the day, or, sometimes no success at all. I decided it wasn't worth the stress for either of us, but got a little sneaky, as mothers have to do. I left her potty out in plain view at all times, and bought her pretty new panties and told her big girls wear them. Then proceeded to ask her if she was going to pee in the potty like a big girl.
If she said no, fine, into the diaper she went. Lately, all she wants is panties, and if she's in a diaper and has to pee, she just whips it off and gets on the potty, and then asks for panties :)
Don't get me wrong, we haven't had a whole day without a diaper or an accident, but hey, we're on our way!
I just realized that I'm blogging about bodily functions, ugh! Guess it had to happen eventually!
(just spell checked this entry, and did you know that the blogger spell checker counts "blogging" as a spelling mistake!?)