Sunday night we stopped off at our favorite spot to pick up a few things. Is it sad that both my kids recognize Target just from the parking lot? As we walked in, Honor reminded me that I had promised him some big boy underwear. He reminded me all the way through the store until we picked them out.

Today will be the first day that we really try to go without a diaper. I think that we’re armed with enough pairs of underwear to at least make it through the day. So I guess that really it means, more laundry for me. Laundry that I must go do now, because everyone is rapidly running out of clean underwear.

The little peanut! Yes, she’s FOUR!

wrapping the yarn – I thought it best to teach her English style.

slipping it off

she’s SO proud

Eden’s knitting

Honor: It’s not making sounds.
Me: Do you want milk?
Honor: Yeah.

Over the weekend my mom gave Honor a little bug keeper with tweezers and a magnifying glass and the kids had a great time collecting bugs to put in it. Luckily there are no cockroaches at my moms house.

She came and got daddy and said, “Look, I made you out of playdoh.” (All by herself. You might need to click to see the detail.)

And look, her first ponytail.

No one could ever accuse him of being graceful.

customizable chore charts

(Oh and Honor just told me that he needed to go potty and he went and sat on the potty and peed all by himself! wow.

Edit: I should also mention that he not only went on the potty, but that he carried it into the dining room for me to see. Can’t get much by that boy.)

I’ve been meaning to take photos of the shirts I got for the kids in California. I wasn’t so sure about this shirt for Eden at first, but Joelene pointed out that since almost every photo I take of Eden is a grumpy one, that really this shirt is very appropriate.

And of course she really likes it, if only because it’s extremely pink.

I was just happy to find any black shirt for Honor. I have the hardest time finding clothes for little boys that don’t have teddy bears on them. I’m not really into the sports thing, so I’ve tried to limit the amount of baseball shirts he has. It’s not really easy to do. Luckily, I can usually at least find some cammo stuff, but there’s only so much cammo a boy can wear. Since dressing a boy isn’t nearly as fun as dressing a girl anyway, I just want to at least like what he’s wearing. I’m picky, it’s sort of silly, I know, but you have to admit, he’s pretty dern cute.

I can’t believe that I forgot to take photos of the scarf swap scarves! Luckily I still had one to get out to Canada. These things are impossibly hard to take photos of, so here’s the best I can do.

In other news, Honor boy sat on the potty (and went) 12 times in a couple of days, filling up his chart, so he got his batman toy. Has he gone potty since? Nope. Maybe I should train him like the puppy and just have him go on newspaper.