A day in the life of Stacy

I would so not do that.

I went to get Isabella from her nap. She was knocking on her own door, which is kind of funny because she can open it. I open the door and she is holding the tray from her little potty. She has her arms wrapped around it actually, so it is inches from her face and pressed up against her chest. It is loaded with pee and tons of little floaters. I was thinking, "That is not exactly like I would hold it, and as a matter of fact, I'll take it from here." You cannot help but be enamored with her innocence. She is always so proud, "Look what I did!" I cannot help but be elated that it is on the pot and not anywhere else. So we can both be proud and excited together.

posted by Stacy @ 3:20 PM