How much can one kid (and Mommy/Daddy) handle in one weekend? The run-down:
1. Friday - we went shopping and got ice cream with Nana (thanks Nana!)
2. Saturday - Daddy had a karate seminar, LJ helped Mommy pack up clothes that don't fit and clean up. Then we went to the lake, road on the boat, drove PawPaw's truck, saw the ducks, went to the park, saw the bears, foxes, doggies, birds, turtles, deer, donkey and all manner of assorted animals. Played on the playground. Went to dinner with MawMaw, PawPaw, and Alan. Crashed before we even hit the interstate to go home.
3. Sunday - wide awake and raring to go. Went to church, he loves church (now that nursery doesn't freak him out). Fell asleep in the car before we even got home (all of a 5 min drive).
The kid is worn out! But in the midst of all of this I forgot to mention that we also introduced him to the potty. He has yet to use it, but he insists on coming with us each time we do and he likes to sit on the potty (the BIG potty, not the potty chair we were trying to get him to use). So today I have to go buy a stool, big-boy underwear, and a potty cushion for the BIG potty. He has also developed a fond affection for unrolling the toilet paper. Oh, one more thing, he calls the potty, "potty-potty" with a total grin and a seriously strange Boston accent. He's so fun!
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