I don't remember a thing about potty training, but I do remember being 3 years old. Or anyway, parts of it. The first memory I am sure is mine (and not family photos + stories + my imagination) is sitting in the back back of the orange VW bus we had, playing with a bunch of little travel shampoos. Why did we have these travel shampoos? Because my mother was in the front seat with my brother, who had just been born in the hospital, and that was what they gave you when they sent you home. Since my brother was born 2 days after I turned 3, I can date that memory within a week.
I don't remember what he looked like as a baby (not really), but I remember liking travel shampoos a lot.
I remember liking travel shampoos a lot.
They're kid-sized! It's perfect.
I still like them a stupid amount.
I remember when I was about 3 or 4 being confused by my parents' enema bag.
OMG, ita is one of those girls that likes mini-sized things. squeeing in the travel eisle of the drug store is unacceptable.
They're handy! You can have toiletries in your car, in your workout bag, you can keep a separate travel bag packed at all times.
Also, cute.
Problem is, Aveda charges as much for their travel stuff as normal people charge for full-sized. So there's refilling that needs to happen.
you are so getting your cheeks pinched when we next see each other.
I don't mind.
I mean, she is getting hers slapped, after all -- the tradeoff is her call.
I know nothing about potty training babies. However, either I'm really good at this puppy mama thing, or Oz is incredibly smart. He's taken to housetraining fairly quickly- only one accident when Mr. H didn't come home on time to let him out and he escaped his crate. Other than that it's been only outside all the time. He also has the benefit of an already well housetrained older dog to show him the ropes.
This is great, Heather.
I think I forgot to say earlier, much ~ma to him and you, and family.
My friend's daughter had potty trained effortlessly really early. And then they moved and L had another kid within 3 weeks and the daughter reverted. With a steely gleam in her eye. (She's a willful little thing.) Often, L wished the same as you.
Ugh. That has to be the worst. You see the light at the end of the tunnel, then someone slams down the door.
Now that I'm thinking about it, Julia may have been a year older than Franny is. She's a November baby, and she learned in the summer, probably June. I can't remember now, though. I could go check, but I am too lazy.
1) you're mean, to suggest that anyone is less nice than you is such a hoot. HOOT! I HOOT at you.
2) do you still have the link to the Rules Girls, cause I think you could talk with them for days about how cute the little bottles and jars of stuff are.
3) I now picture you with silly giant bows in your hair.
4) sara loves the pinchy cheeks.