Maggie Anne had her first bout of diarrhea last night. She screamed for me as she always does when she finishes up, but this time she was upset. She told me that she had a problem . . . that she had messed up. I asked her what it was and she said, "I came in here to poop and THAT happened!"

I comforted her and she was fine with it. When I got her at school tonight, she exclaimed, "Mama! I don't have the water poops anymore!"

I just have to shake my head at her and wonder how long before I don't have to clean bottoms anymore.

Jessie Anne was using her chicken as a utensil to eat ketchup. Just kept dipping the same piece in ketchup and licking it off.

I've always had the habit of picking stuff up off the floor using my toes. I have to rethink this now because Maggie Anne just picked up a gummy snack with her toes and proceeded to eat it.

First time I've ever seen her pick up something with her toes. Of course it happened so fast and in slow motion at the same time. I was unable to do anything about it. Just watch in horror.

Made cupcakes for mom's birthday. Here's the picture from the box.

Here's how ours turned out. Not too bad.

Every so often, Jessie Anne remembers our bearded dragon Jake. She climbed up in the chair beside him tonight and would not be swayed that Jake was our "doggie."

She would mash her face up to the glass, and he would puff up at her. 

I'm writing this while Dalton sits with me reading his A/R book (his school's advanced reading program). This is the first time that I have noticed him reading to himself instead of aloud. He's really growing up too fast!

There was a dog sitting in the center seat of the car in front of us on our way home tonight. I pointed this out to Maggie Anne and when she finally found it, she said it was silly. I asked her why and she said, "They are suppose to leave their dog at home!"