Progress...sort of

WARNING!

This post is going to be about poop. If you don't want to hear about it, then leave immediately. I realize that while this is a big deal to me, it is probably not a big deal to you, so here is fair warning...

I have the "Hunter Nose." It's kind of long and pointy (thanks, Dad) and consequently I have a good sense of smell. My nose leads me to many places and today it led me to my very own bedroom. I opened the door and there was my sweet, smiling Suzanne dressed in a pretty magenta top with nothing on the bottom. I asked her where her pants were and she said "all done." I was thrilled that she answered a question with actual words that I could understand. My joy at this was short-lived, however, once a bit of aroma begin to waft past my nostrils.

After a little bit of detective sniffing, I found both her pants and her pull-up (we've graduated to pull-ups) in the bathroom. Pants on the floor, poopy pull-up in the potty! She knows that poop goes in the potty, so she gets credit for that, but a partial demerit for including the pull-up in her total deposit. She has all the pieces, if only we could get them in the right order...


On a lighter note, it is baseball season again, which is really fun as long as it isn't raining. Our first game was on Friday and it was a balmy 65 degrees. Our next game probably won't be quite so nice as rain is in the forecast for Saturday. We'll just cross our fingers and hope for the best.

We had visit a couple of weeks ago from Max and Landon. It was great having Landon around and he and Suzanne really hit it off, but the best part was getting Kirk to play catch with Max. Kirk hasn't really wanted to work at baseball this year, and Max managed to light a fire under him. Kirk wants to really learn to pitch this year, just like his cousin Max and his Grandpa Frank, and he's really working hard now. Thanks, Max, you helped out more than you know!

Big sigh...I must go upstairs and put away all the clothes she took out of the drawers. She was using them to count with (good) but left them in the middle of the floor (bad).