Were the exact words Bryce uttered at dinner tonight. And a baby he is definitely not. Especially since he started wearing undies last week and is pretty much potty trained. He resisted and so we didn't push and what do you know...he was ready in his own good time. No fight, no mess, just a day of settling in and then it has been easy since. Unfortunately he wouldn't stay in one place so I could take a photo, but his little dinosaur pants are so cute. He loves them and feels so proud that he can do his business on the "toilet," just like Amelia.
As you can see Amelia's flair for layering continues. She loves to dress up and story tell. She is a girl after my own heart! At the moment she would rather be in the pool than on land. She is determined to touch the bottom of the deep end, with daddy's guidance of course. She also loves the number 9, perhaps because we told her that is how old you have to be to watch a superhero movie. For now she is happy with the Incredibles and uses 9 as her measure when she gives hugs and kisses before bed. Getting 9 smooches and squeezes has made us all a bit fond of the number, too.


