Dry-ouch!

I gotta brag because I'm so proud. Today was Bears first day without an accident! YES!!! He woke up with a dry diaper and immediately said potty. It's amazing how quickly I jump out of bed for that word but conveniently ignore the alarm clock. Dry underware all day. We even ran to the Commissary...not literally, we drove. Max is lazy and didn't want to run with me. Can't blame him, it's still 90* outside. I just had to make it out like it was his decision not to run. So we went to the Commissary - there that's better..and Bear was asleep. Mean I know. We were on a time schedule. I had to drive because..well, to make a long story short his wallet is missing. Max had to go because I don't buy steak. Have I told you about the time I tried to make a pot roast in the crock pot with fillet min young? I think that's how you spell it. I used to pronounce it 'flaming young' until I was pregnant with Kalee and read it on a menu. I had to drive and he had to buy. Drive-buy? Ha! As we walked in the Commissary he woke up and I asked him if he had to go potty. I'm pleased to announce after touching every square inch of the toilet seat, he went! He's too short to stand...and when he sits he has to scoot back on the seat so he doesn't pee straight out on me. Who would have thought training a boy would be so....interesting?

As I was bathing them Kalee was trying to sit down in the tub and Bear was working his way up. Head meet head. I swear it vibrated the hairs in my ears. Bear cried and Kalee responded "Ouch, my brain hurts".