Buddy will be going to a birthday party sleep over tomorrow night. It's his best friend and the BFF's brother's birthday (they were born on the same day four years apart). So, we need to get out and find birthday gifts today and I need to pick up a few food items that I didn't get at Sam's.
A friend of mine emailed me a website about potty training. It's the Dr. Phil method. So, we need a pee pee potty baby.
Sissy only has one kind of real baby doll. She just really hasn't expressed much interest in the babies yet. She did have fun playing with this crazy looking, naked Barbie doll looking thing (I think it was a Bratz) at my doctor's office last Tuesday. I think she might be more of the Barbie doll kind of girl, rather than the "real" baby kind of girl. KWIM?
Aaaanyway, we're going to find a couple of birthday gifts and a baby that pees and then in a few days, we'll attempt the steps mapped out for potty training ala Dr. Phil.
I might buy her one of those puffy potty seats (you know, the kind you can put on the big potty). See if she prefers that and a step stool to the smaller potty seat.
Isn't my life riveting? I know you are all out there (all 7 of you), in rapt attention with my potty training tales.
The Evil Twin went off to work and forgot his lunch. I pack his lunch four days out of the five he goes to the office. He likes to eat at this chinese buffet with his co-workers once a week - but all other days, I prepare the lunch. And then, he forgot to take his this morning, so on my way to Toys R Us, I'll just run by his office real quick and drop it off. It's on the way....
I've got dishes to empty from the dishwasher and clothes to get out of the dryer, so I'm off.
Manic Monday, y'all. Love ya!