This weekend is kinda a big deal.
We're going to do it.
We're going all in.
Are we going to the casino? Nope. Actually far from it, because we're spending the entire weekend at home (this almost never happens). We completely cleared our schedules & we're going to...wait for it...potty train.
We're ready. Well, we have no idea if you're ready but your daddy & I are ready. You see, changing 3-4 poopy diapers a day gets a little old after two years. That's right. 3-4 EVERY DAY (& that only covers the poopy ones). You have a very healthy digestive system.
You say you're ready. I'm pretty sure this just means you're ready to wear big girl undies. We got you princess ones. They're pink. They have princesses. You're pretty much ecstatic about potty training...probably until you realize that potty training means
We have Pampers Easy Ups. We have big-girl undies. We have a potty & a potty seat (in case you are obstinately opposed to one or the other).
I'm having nightmares of poop everywhere.
I love you so,