Oui, oui!

I'm not about to wax on about why I dislike the term "potty training", but I do have the following things to say:

Whoever invented wall to wall carpet (hate! gag!) obviously didn't have a toddler (or a husband whose morning grogginess includes a propensity towards spilling coffee).

Also, this bilibo thing may have won every toy award under the sun, not to mention the accolades of design conscious hipsters (who may or may not be parents) everywhere, but my boy has trouble distinguishing it from his $5 potty from IKEA.  

Just sayin'...and you know he's wicked smart, so it's not him.

While we are not on the subject (of "potty training"), may I say that big sisters who change their little brother's diapers are the bees knees.  I didn't even ask her!  

I love my thoughtful girl.  Ten minutes ago we had this exchange:

Me "Awww.  We're out of milk for the mashed potatoes!"

She (not missing a beat) "That's okay.  Let's just invite Luke [friend with dairy allergies] over for dinner!"

Comments

[Shannon]

LOL. Do you know I read your last sentence and it took me a moment to figure out you were talking about my Luke! A little slow on the uptake over here... And mini-Pear is indeed wicked smart (as is his sister).

[Dawn]

Ha! Love that mini pear and you know my heart belongs to "the boy"....choo, choo!

Wall to wall...barf.

Let me know if you want me to show you our "pee pee in the potty dance" on second thought....nah. Perhaps it's only special to me??

See you tomorrow!
:)

[citrus]

we had bilibos when we were kids, think they called them cardboard boxes.

[Sahara]

Awww.. She is the bees knees!! And I'm with the boy, that Bilibo does seem like a logical potty receptacle.