Sunday, May 3, 2009

And on the 7th Day...

God rested. So, maybe that's what Wyatt is doing, too. We had six glorious days last week with only one potty accident. And then today has been a complete mess. I just knew it was going to be "one of those days" when I went to pick up Wyatt after morning worship only to find him marching around the playroom with no shoes and no shorts. He was too young to be mortified. His mother was not. Apparently, he had gone to the potty, but he hit his pants instead of the potty. And then he had an accident afterwards....and again while watching Veggie Tales this afternoon....and again at church tonight. Sigh.

I thought we'd made such progress (especially considering how proud of himself he is when he potties properly), but I guess we still have more work to do on that front. Yep, that deserves another sigh. We'll start over again tomorrow.

On a happy note, yesterday and today, Amelia has been up on all fours, rocking back and forth. It's just a matter of time before she learns to go forward instead of backwards. I'm pleased, but oh will that be an adjustment for Wyatt! Maybe if Emerson sees her moving, it'll encourage him to suck it up, stop fussing, and work on crawling, himself!

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