Since Sadie met Anderson this past weekend, she’s been desperate to get back into her 12mos clothes. I should probably tell her she’ll burn more calories if she puts down the milk, but who am I to judge?

Sadie decided she needed a mascara to wake up her tired eyes before we took Aubrey to school this morning…

I haven’t changed a dirty diaper all week… I have picked up crap out of the floor after Sadie decided she couldn’t wait for to finish cooking dinner, but when your 20-month-old decides she’s ready to potty train, you just go with the flow, (or the plop as it happened.) I couldn’t help but take her picture. She is so freakin serious and she totally knows what she’s doing. I’ll ask her if she’s finished and she’ll, “No. I poo-poo moh, Momma.” And she means it.
So I took her picture, which I’m sure she will love me for when she’s about 12. Then I sat down to pee (relax people, we all do it… ) Sadie grabbed my legs just like I hold her fat little legs to keep her from falling in the potty and yelled, “HOLD YOU MOMMA!”

It cracked me up, so I took a picture. Yes, while I was peeing. I’m a mother. I know how to multi-task. I wonder if she tells her friends about holding on to my fat little legs when I pee…

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What happens when I take my eyes off of Sadie for more than 30 seconds…

For. The. Love.

I went to the kitchen to get a drink nd left my lptop open. I’ve re-aattached aaaaall of the keys except for aaaaa function key I caaan’t find. And the “aaaaaaaaa” key only works if I press it reaaaally haaard. And I’m tired of deleting aaaaall the extraaaaaaa aaaaaaaa’s.

She liked them…

until she didn’t.