NOW I have something to TALK about!!!
Oh, what a truly spectacular and fun and wonderful evening this was. August 3, 2006 - must remember this date. Must write this down right now. Here’s the whole story.
(a preface…shoot me. I didn’t realize that my camera settings were off when taking the photos. SO mad that they have so much noise, but oh well. These aren’t ones that can be retaken EVER, so I’ll have to deal).
About a week ago, I did a little online shopping at the Disney Store. Found THE CUTEST little PJ outfit to give to Em for her birthday. Well, it came in the mail yesterday. OMG, it is so adorable. There was no way this outfit was going to wait. A spaghetti strap nightgown (her first nightgown!), velvet-esque robe, fuzzy slippers, and a sparkly WAND, all in a pvc tote bag. Precious. And marked down from $50 to $16 (after my discount). Couldn’t resist.
So tonight, we decided to give it to her. At first, I felt kinda bad because Gabe asked where his special surprise was, too. Of course, I had to quickly remind him how many special surprises he has received in the past when Em had none. So he got over it. (whew, crisis averted).
It was a hit. As soon as I pulled the wand out, her eyes got super big. And she loved the ‘purse’. After a few minutes, she finally let me put the night gown on, and she just lit up like a little princess. wand in one hand, ‘purse’ in the other, she ran around the house. Chris topped it off by putting one of my pink headbands in her hair:
Terribly stinkin cute, right? Oh, it gets better.
So after taking some pictures, it was time to get her ready for bed. She was cuddling with me drinking her milk. Now, let me add another preface here. At Monica’s today, she pooped in her diaper, then proceeded to retrieve a diaper and wipes to tell us to change her. Hmm. She’s been doing this for a couple of weeks, but since she is only 23 months old, I didn’t want to rush her. Heck, it took 4 years to train the first one. This afternoon, I dug out the kiddie potty and showed it to her. She looked for a minute, then went about her day.
Back to the story. She finished her milk. I said, “Emmy, do you want to go potty?” “No” (that means yes. Don’t ask.) So she went into the bathroom with me like a little duckling following behind her. I took off her diaper. She sat there for a whopping 2 seconds, then back up. Didn’t like it. Wanted to play with the flusher. But I wouldn’t let her until she sat on it. She wasn’t buying it. So I started putting her diaper back on. She screamed, “Nani, Mommy! Nani!” (nani means no, by the way. Again, don’t ask. I have no idea). “Potty, Mommy. Nani. Potty!” So I took the diaper back off, and lo and behold, she sat down. It was quiet for a few seconds, she concentrated, I HEARD A TRICKLE! No. Seriously? It cannot be that easy. She looked up at me with HUGE eyes and her mouth hung wide open. I don’t think I said anything in the shock. Then she started concentrating again, then TRICKLE AGAIN! Enter wide eyes and mouth. Then TRICKLE AGAIN! I exploded. This was FABULOUS! And that potty was FULL! Run to get the camera. Run to get Chris. 5 people in the bathroom, cheering her on. She was so proud of herself. A princess on the throne.
She EARNED that nightgown.
***eta…You know, how appropriate that she made today special. August 3rd is a special day around here. It was 9 years ago today that my sweetie proposed marraige to me, over the phone. I’m so blessed.
