It's My Potty...

Birthday: 39. Wow. How did I get here? And so fast?

To celebrate (hah!)… rather, since we were home today, I decided to try Dr. Phil’s one-day potty training method. (It’s actually quite similar to the one in that book I have, but w/o the party-themed stuff.) One of the co-moms did it with both of her boys and said it worked great. So in the morning we trained Jesse (the anatomically correct potty doll we have) and Elmo. And they were both star pupils.

After nap, we started on Wee Laddie. That child is a frickin’ camel. He only peed once (and in his pants, of course) between the time he got up from nap to the time I had to leave for German class. Since he peed in his pants, we practiced running to the potty 10 times. I was dreading that part, but we actually had fun with it! Laughing, running, pulling down pants… great fun. We’ll see how things go tomorrow.

I really like my German class. It’s at the volkshochschule here (like adult ed. back home) in Parsberg… it’s not too expensive and our instructor is really good about letting us have input about what we want to learn next. We do a lot of asking each other questions about specific things that fit our lesson for that night. Tonight we worked on past tense… it seems like the easiest part of German grammar so far!