Crafts are great and all, but what this blog really needs is more talk about poop!
E has been in underwear since May and quickly became an ace at peeing in the potty. Pooping was causing some issues, however. After trying bribery and time outs we finally settled on a sticker chart:
E has been wanting a bike for a while now and so N and I figured this would be good motivation for him. I brought the chart and stickers with us on our trip and he is almost halfway there to earning his bike.
But those first few stickers were won with tears and sweat. E was terrified of pooping on the potty and once he held it in for a whole week until we had to resort to mildly invasive measures (i.e. a suppository.) But now he’s doing well. I think he’s even on his way to conquering his fear of public toilets with their alarmingly loud flushes; he used the toilet at the airport which was a big deal.
So in summation, E is a super star.







We’re still under the weather around here but thankfully I think I’m starting to feel a little better.
It turns out that the noted 20th-century philosopher Garfield was correct. I’m looking at the front end of this week already feeling exhausted. It think it’s mostly because I’ve had a raging sinus infection for a few days now and add to that several big work deadlines, a teething baby who has sleeping more poorly than she ever has before, and a dentist appointment to get a few cavities filled and blarg, my friends. BLARG.
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Then I took the strips and started sewing them to each other, trying (and often failing) to match up all the short seams.


Besides rolling over you love, love, love grabbing your toes. As soon as I take your socks off (or you pull them off) you immediate reach for your toes and try to cram them in your mouth. It’s pretty cute.
I think your teeth are starting to come in because you will gnaw on everything given the chance. I’m not too good about remembering milestones (one of the reasons I write these letters) but I think that your brother didn’t start teething for at least a few more months um, so there’s that. Teething also means that you’ve also started biting occasionally when I’m nursing you and uh, yeouch! and also stop.
We’re gearing up to take you on your first trip away from home. We have back-to-back family reunions in WA and OR and even though I’m a little bit nervous about taking you away from your routine I’m looking forward to showing you off a bit. We all love you so much and know that the rest of our families will too.