At this age, I think all of my girls were nearly potty trained without much effort; Mitchell wants nothing to do with it.
At this age, the girls were quite verbal and loved to show it off - here's what Mitchie likes to do...
So I'm feeling very "retro" these days - probably from spending so much time on Facebook reconnecting with old friends that date as far back as junior high. I've dug through a "SAVE" box from my parents' house that's full of old yearbooks, diaries, and photos.
It's really cool to read my diary entries from 1979 (10 years old). Here are some highlights:
"Sharon gave me candy for my Xmas preent! Fun dip, PEZ refills, and volcano rocks."
"Today Stanton cried a really lot because he didn't get the shoes he wanted for his birthday."
"Today we saw Eight is Enough- 2 hour special. At the end I thought I knew what was going to happen, but Dad turned it off."
"Brian just got hit on the ear and I think it hurt. Mom didn't care, and she's in a bad mood."