Weekend!

What a weekend.  We took a break to travel to the Dormition monastery in Michigan.  It's a little piece of paradise tucked away outside of Lansing.  We all reconnected and recharged.  I have no words to describe our experience.  (Of course, that may also be due to the fact that I only got 4 hours sleep last night...)  No matter. 

Michael changed.  Our son, the screamer, the tantrum-thrower, the mommy-clinger, changed.  He became none of those things!  I don't know if it was the friends we met...

or the chickens...



but he grew up a little there.

Really, it's affected his whole life!  Today he decided he was finished with diapers.  It went something like this:

"Mommy, I pooped."  (A rare admission!)

"Ok, let's go change you." 

"Mommy, I want to wear my underwear."

"Well, you can only wear your underwear when you pee in the toilet."

"Mommy, can I pee in the toilet?"

"Sure!"  (Mommy does a mental dance of glee...)

He promptly peed in the toilet.  So far, so good!  We had two puddles on the floor afterwards within a half hour period.  Not so good. 

"Honey, if you don't pee in the toilet, you're going to dirty all your underwear and then we'll be in trouble."

"Mommy, I need to pee in the toilet."

He peed in the toilet and we haven't had an accident all day!  Yippee!