Hey Sweet Pea!
I hope the world is treating you as wonderful as you are! As I sit here with you and bubba I feel like it’s time to start writing again.
There’s a nice gap in between letters recently, but as you know, life happens. Mom switching jobs, going back to school, dad working on his art and getting into the programming world, you potty training!? Let’s talk about that for a second!
Jeez kid you are a handful. Since you were born I dreaded the day when would start potty training. Like most things parenting related, your mother trumps me every time. So when she’s around it’s mostly successful. Not so much when it’s Dad Solo. The first day we went through about 10 pairs of undies and the house smelt like… well I’m sure you can imagine. When day three hit we were rocking and rolling.
I never would’ve thought in a million years that potty training would be so full of emotions. Ups and downs. Cries and laughter. Fear and joy. It’s definitely need an amazing experience. You’re a pro.
Now I dread potty training your monster of a brother. I know I know, you probably think I’m lame, but I think you’re a rock star. Keep it up kid!