Georgia is opening her new panties Nanue sent her.
And the puzzle.
She loves her Elmo panties and insisted on putting them on and then peeing.
The sit.
The pee.
The wipe.
The pull up.
The final part of the pull up.
The flush.
The pull up.
The final part of the pull up.
The flush.
The "No look at my panties momma."
4 comments:
You've been tagged by me!! LOL! I got this silly little tag and now I have to tag 4 other bloggers! It's pretty cute...check my blog out and it'll tell you what to do. It's not a chain letter, so nothing horrible will happen if you don't, I just thought it was fun--btw, this is REALLLLLLY me, Yvonne!
I love the last one! It cracks me up! No looking at the girls panties. Should we pray that keeps up through the years? LOL!
Hello my Sweet Georgia,
You are such a big girl. Nanue is so very proud of you.
Give hugs and kisses to my precious Darby.
Love, Nanue
I am kinda jealous of the whole potty trained thing. Maybe I should show Eowyn this blog and it will inspire her. Or not. She's ridiculously independent. You'd think if she could memorize parts of Frog And Toad All Year she could manage peeing in the potty. Oh, well. No rush. I love changing diapers! (-:
PS. My Turkey day celebration has been slowly expanding. Right now I thing we will have 9 adults and 4 kids... How the heck did that happen? Oh, well, one big turkey dinner every 3 or 4 years won't kill me.
See you Wednesday!
~eva
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