This weekend was...
A little bit of grumpiness as we all struggled to get on the same page. Scones, bacon, and coffee were a welcome remedy.
Our continued journey to potty independence. It's a good thing I got a whole stack of blue training pants and a blue potty. It is Silas' current color of choice so questions like, "would you like to sit on the blue potty or the frog potty?" or "would you like to wear the blue pants or the white pants?" are met with an enthusiastic "BLUE!"
In stereotypical toddler fashion, having a blast playing with all the packing material and boxes that arrive with frequency on our doorstep this time of year.
Sunday was a bit of a lost day as I spent the entirety of it sick and in bed. Steve did a wonderful job of stepping in to solo parent for the day and popped his head in through the bedroom doorway often to say, "I just don't know how you do it." I was able to emerge in the evening for a little chicken soup, but then pretty much went straightaway back to bed. As I poke my head into the kitchen and see all the catch-up work waiting for me there I am reminded of how much I hate getting sick.
Joining Amanda at The Habit of Being.