Little Man has reached a new milestone in potty training! He can now remove his own diapers to use the potty! I've mentioned it before, but we cover Little Man's bum with reusable diapers. He's figured out that he can pull at the flap on one side until the little plastic snaps pop loose, and then the diaper will just drop right off of him. This makes it so much easier when I ask him if he needs to use the potty! I no longer have to drop everything and run to the potty seat with him. He will race to his personal plastic version of the porcelain throne, pull the diaper open, kick it off, and plop down onto the seat. Of course, I still have to put on the new diaper (or panties, if he chooses them). He hasn't quite gotten the hang of pulling his little briefs over his butt, and it'll be quite some time before he has the manual dexterity to snap a diaper closed. He'll usually just pick one that he wants and bring it to me to put on after he's finished doing h...

Remind me to never, ever, EVER promise to write something specific. The moment I would think about writing it, I'd lose the motivation to do it. But I promised I would! Yes, but... there are so many other things I want to write about! So what did I write? None of it. For two solid weeks. Never again. I will write whatever I want to, no matter how long or short it turns out. And I'm not promising a certain number of posts per week, because that would be the same exact mess I'm trying to pull myself out of right now!! Here's the scenario: Little Man loves art. He paints lovely abstract messes with acrylics and spends countless hours turning blank papers into colored-wax masterpieces with his crayons. Unfortunately, those crayons often end up off-paper, so he gets to use washable crayons. So, I'm trying to get some laundry done. Little Man is happily lying on the floor, surrounded by pieces of paper and toy cars, a pile of well-used crayons at his side. I slip out ...