Aidan has been potty-trained! More or less. On Saturday we went to have ice cream and were eating it outside when Aidan announced that he had pooped! I picked him up to carry him to the bathroom in the the restaurant to change him. Halfway through the restaurant Aidan said, "oops." I looked back and...there..on the carpet, surrounded by tables of innocent families, a poop lay. It had fallen out of his pants! I considered my options: pretend not to notice and continue walking to the bathroom or stop and pick it up. I consider myself a person of principle, unfortunately. After I quickly scooped it up with a wipe, I cleaned Aidan and we won't be going back for awhile. Fast-forward to this afternoon, at the pool. Speaking of person of principle...every time Aidan needed to pee he got out of the pool and stood on the edge and peed a puddle very obviously. Just in case the lifeguards missed it he announced "I peed. Right there." Moments later a lifeguard would appear out of nowhere to hose the area. I would then drag him to the bathroom to rinse him off and try to convince him to pee in the toilet. He would simply tell me he didn't need to go anymore. The lifeguards know us all by name and probably groan when they saw us walking over. "There's that nutty woman and her three crazy children!"

"Coming in for a crash landing!"

At the farm with Jayson's class

Happy Birthday, Daddy-O!

Tantrum mania at our house

Jayson's last day of preschool :(

Camping with Dad

My trip with Nadia to Philly

Little A's toes pre-callus from the pool

With Aunty Naomi!

Air and Space Museum, we love you.

At the Washington Nationals baseball game