Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Pride

For months now I have been explaining to Bronwen that if she needs to use the bathroom in the morning, she doesn't have to call me; she can just leave her room, use the potty, and go back to her room. (Such a good kid, not leaving her room until I get her!)

Finally on Saturday, I was reading in bed, and I heard a little commotion from her doorknob turning. I just stayed in bed, listening intently. I heard her put her potty seat on the toilet, use it, take the seat off, flush, and go back to her room. It was such a proud moment for me.

She did it again this morning. When I told her how proud I was/am of her, she matter-of-factly replied: "I am so grown up."

Yes, yes, she is.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

No Explanation Necessary

If this doesn't make you smile, nothing will.

Even better, Lila was walking around the house wearing these for a ridiculous amount of time; T.J. did too, but he often wears goggles, just so he can pretend he's Michael Phelps, Harry Potter, or a fighter pilot in WWI.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Baby Bump and Boo-Boos

My first baby bump photo--and a nice shot of my road rash.

Learning to Kick

I love the nonchalant "Hi Mom" at the end.

Bronwen Swims!

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Little Fish

For the past two weeks Bronwen has been taking swimming lessons at Crawfish Aquatics. The do not allow parents to accompany their kiddos to the pool, and we aren't even allowed a tiny peek behind the "forbidden fence." However, on the very last day, we parents are allowed to watch the 40-minute lesson in the 95-degree heat. I was excited to finally see what Bronwen had learned.

She adjusts her goggles:
Prepares to go:
Goes into the water:
And swims to her teacher:
I am so proud of all she has learned! I will post some video so you can see her in action. Look for her in the middle, swimming toward the teacher with the white straps on her bathing suit.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Toad Detectives

One of my favorite things to do with Bronwen on these hot summer nights is to take her on a toad hunt. She loves walking up and down the neighborhood in her jammies, looking for toads. Luckily I always have an ace in the hole, because we have a nice, fat guy who lives in the backyard and comes out each night. So far our success rate has been 100%, typically seeing 3-4 toads each time we look.

Bronwen has elevated the game to a whole new level. She has informed me that we are detectives and we must look for clues. When I asked her what kind of clues, she says toad clues. The following are "toad clues:"

something that hops
something that is dark green
something in the grass
a toad

Yes, apparently the toad itself is a clue. I hope she remembers these nights, calling me "Detective Mama," stressing over and over how "You must look for clues!" when we go on our hunts. It doesn't even matter that we are out there until 9 some nights, when her bedtime is 8...it is totally worth it.