Brandon and I were reminiscing tonight about how we didn’t miss changing diapers. Erik has been potty trained for almost a year now, and let me tell you, bliss. He still comes in the house and announces he has to go poop. Then he yells when he is done. If you are one of those lucky fortunate people who come over when this happens you will then hear Brandon yelling back “no Erik, I don’t want to look at your poop.” Erik retorts with “yes you do.”
God I love my family.
