P**py # 7

This is a mom blog so I think I can brag about such things a p**p successes. This will be a short post as my daughter Abigail is hurling dog food across the room and once she's done with that, who knows?? So, our potty training journey with my son Daniel (now almost 4) has been a long one and we're still on the journey. I was so praising God, though, tonight when he ran to the potty himself, pulled down his pants, sat himself down and waited till he produced something, got up and ran to me exclaiming "I did a poopy number 7!" Sure enough, upon inspection, the poop in question did resemble the number 7!! My child can poop and read.
This is a real victory as he has previously been somewhat frightened by his poop and if he managed to do it on the potty instead of in his pants or diaper, it would be a job to get him to sit up as he didn't want to observe what he had made. OK. Abby having emptied the dog food has started on pouring the doggy water into the doggy food bowl and back and forth. At least it is improving her hand-eye coordination... and cooling her off no doubt. This is why I don't blog often. Have a blessed day!