Last week, Cuzzin' Joey came for a visit. He brought along his MaMa, DaDa and Granma too.
We had a whirlwind week of touristy type day trips. The Aquarium, The Market, The Farm, The Space Needle, The Fair, The "Other" Farm. Phew. It was crazy. There's loads of pics over on Flickr for you to peruse.
Ooooooo, fancy word that is. Peruse.
This week has been filled with meetings. We had orientation for preschool on Monday night. I had to talk about my board position in front of 60+ parents. My hands shook, which in turn made my voice shake. Totally embarrassing. After that, I had to talk to my class about Katie's allergies.
Then on Tuesday I had another meeting for another preschool organization. I'm the treasurer for this group. Sigh. It's kinda like I'm doing office work now and not getting paid for it. Who's bright idea was that? Oh yeah. Mine.
I am happy to report that Katie has poopied and pee-pee'd on the potty. It's not as great as it sounds, she's done it one time each. So, I think it's time to get serious about the potty training thing. I went out and bought a book as I have no idea how to get a person to WANT to use a toilet. As we all know, It's not the funnest thing in the world. You gotta sit there and wait. Not one of Katie's finer skills.
I will leave you all with this.
After contemplating for two years, I have figured out why having a C-section delivery is totally awesome. Hear me out.
Katie showed me her belly today. She wanted to see my belly. I obliged. I had pulled my pants down far enough for my C-scar to show. She pointed at it. I told her, "That is where you came out of my belly when you were a baby!" She replies, "Katie was in Mommy's belly. When I was a baby!"
How about that? I can SHOW her where she came out. There is actual proof that she came from somewhere.
Gimme a break, alright. It's a stretch, but I'll take it.
