Apple tree

I love apples and have been on the hunt for some bare root apple trees since moving to Washington. I found a tree, but there were two problems. First, when we move this tree has to come with us. Consequently, it had to go in a big pot rather than the ground. Second, it is super windy here. So windy that we had to track down our garbage can after it blew across the street and half way down the block. The tree looks so skinny and fragile for such weather. So for now it sits happily growing blossoms in our kitchen. Bug loves watering it and although it is seriously in the way, I am so excited to get some fresh grown apples...even if I have to wait a year or two.

Dedication

I knew Andrew was a good dad when he got up with me at 3am to feed Little Bug when she was an infant. I also knew Andrew was a good dad when he sang and danced 'ring around the rosy' over and over and over again with Bug. But Andrew's excellent dad skills recently went above and beyond when he agreed, amidst Little Bug's 'pleases', to let her paint his toenails pink. It was fun walking around the kitchen corner witnessing the event. Not too bad for a two year old I might add. I think Andrew might really be wanting a boy now.

Big girl everything

I was dreading the day I would have to take potty training seriously. The idea of being confined to home, dealing with accidents, scoping out public restrooms, and taking Bug potty 50 times a day for all serious alerts and false alarms seemed like a big commitment. However, when we moved to Washington I knew the time had come.

This is how it really went. Bug excitedly picked out some "lady" aka princess underwear. I had no idea one could get so excited over underwear. It was at this exact moment I knew I had to be serious about this. I started panicking at the thought of my week long confinement and forever having to know where the nearest public restroom was. That night Andrew put on a show for her to watch while she sat on the potty and fifteen minutes later she went to the bathroom! She of course got handsomely rewarded with candy and lots of praise. Then off to bed she went. The next morning I did the same thing and she had numerous successes. After that, Bug flat out refused to wear anything but her lady underwear. No pull ups and certainly no diapers. Apparently, those are just insulting in comparison. She's only had one accident at home, no problem using public restrooms and most times goes to the bathroom on her own. I have no idea what I was worrying about and love the fact I haven't had to buy diapers in months!

After this, I quickly realized how odd it was having a potty trained child using a pacifier at night. That habit obviously had to go. Little Bug was more than willing to exchange her pacifier use for a big girl bed. She had a ball picking out her bedding and mattress and upheld her end of the bargain by handing over the pacifiers. She happily take naps in her big girl bed, but hasn't yet mustered up enough courage for an overnight in it. Since the potty training, no pacifier and big girl bed development all happened within a two week period, I am more than happy to put her to bed in the crib. It makes me feel like there is still a little baby in her after all.

Now the only problem is, since potty training, Bug has realized how freeing it is to be without clothes. It is hard to get clothes on this girl to leave the house and as soon as we're home, the clothes are off! Hence the top picture.

Miniature golf

We took Little Bug miniature golfing this weekend. She played a very strategic game, eying every shot through the many rock tunnels.