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Mommy I Poop!

This morning Noah got out of bed himself and came into my room to find me. He was heading for the bathroom (guess he didn't see me in bed) when I said "Hi Noah". Then he told me "Mommy I poop, change" and ran to get a diaper. So, needless to say I had to get up and change the boy. I put him in a pullup today and I will stay motivated to do this potty training thing. But first, I go to the bank :) Texas randomly decided that one miscellaneous week in September that I claimed can now be paid so I got another hefty unemployment check. I am going to pay off some bills. But first I bought some new shoes because they were BOGO1/2 off and I've had these shoes since... I think since I was 16? I was due for new ones.



Yesterday Noah somehow spilled yogurt all down his shirt. It's like he gets clumsier and messier as he gets older. We've both got a bit of cabin fever so I think we'll find someplace to go that's inside today. The weather outside is craaaaaap, it's muddy and gray and cold and gross. We both need some excitement and exercise.

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Britni said…
Man I am NOT looking forward to potty training.I am sure it is a messy experience,haha.I am like that with shoes & so is Mark.We find a good pair & wear them until they are falling off our feet!Comfort is key :)So see like you're feeling pretty good,do you have a Dr.'s appt. yet?I wonder when they will give you your 1st ultra sound?
~Brit
1/25/2007 10:55 AM
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