Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Holy Flushing Sh...

I know that the second I publish this, the very instant that another human being reads it, one of my kids will wet his or her pants, but I am going to say it because I have been holding off for too long. We're potty trained. We are so potty trained that there hasn't been an accident in over three weeks. We're so potty trained that when we drove to Tennessee, no one peed in the van. We're so potty trained that the two midgets who look like Aimee and me actually tell us when they have to go to the bathroom. Sometimes they even lie and tell us they have to go when they don't.
We are not so potty trained that the twins can make it through the night dry, but they can take dry naps. Last night, Keillor refused to where his "night night pants," so I said what the heck and let him wear his underpants. While he did wet the bed, he made sure to wake up at 6 a.m. and announce that he needed to go to the bathroom. That's something, right?
BTW, check out the December posting below. It's sort of new.
We are so potty trained that we drove through Cade's Cove without an accident
We are so potty trained that we walked around downtown Gatlinburg without an accident


  1. You were pretty easy to potty-train, as I remember. Great photos of the four of you there! I snagged one to put on my blog!

    We miss our sweet grandlittles!


  2. Over from your mom's and the cute pic she must have painted of you. And only a mom could comment with the ease of your own potty training:) Cute kids! Have fun with this stage of life....