How We Play Dominos

It's less about strategy and more about total destruction-

BOO YA!

Done With Diaper Duty

This post has actually been several months in the making, but I needed to make sure we'd officially turned the corner before I got too excited about our new little phase of life.

2008 brought us the cutest diaper butt you'd ever seen.

2009 brought with it the realization that diapers can actually double as pants (along with a pair of my knee highs, of course).

In 2010, we began to figure out that pants are overrated...and that those handy sticky tabs make for a really quick escape.

By 2011, big girl panties were on the horizon -- it was a slow road, but still progress.

And here we are today! Diapers are out, panties are in, and our landfill is just a little bit fuller.

Through it all, one thing hasn't changed-- all things potty are all things funny!

Good job my little punkin- we are so proud of you! Now if only we could get you to figure out how to mow the lawn...

Having a Girl

With hair long enough to French braid takes me right back to 1987- I can't wait to get Morgan some leg warmers and teach her all about New Kids on The Block!

Roughing It

When I was her age, there were no iPods. We played with rocks, and sticks, and dirt..and we used rotary phones. And we listened to this thing called the radio.

Geriatric Night Out

Leslie turned 32 this week. We celebrated HARD. We rocked it, on a Tuesday, in the suburbs. Some of us even had lemon in our water. One of us brought a rubber chicken. Happy Birthday, Sis...middle age is rapidly approaching.