Personal Maid?

When Libby is eating breakfast, I usually try to keep her company. This morning, though, I told her that I was going to go ahead and make my bed while she ate. She replied casually, "Ok, mom. Don't forget to fix mine when you're done."

My reply? "Why don't we wait until you finish breakfast so you can help me?"

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In other news, Grace woke up dry this morning. I figured why not see if she could go on the potty. I held her over the big potty and she was scared half to death, so I took her back to her room and pulled out the little potty (duh!). I put her on it and she immediately climbed up and put her feet in the hole and sat on the edge (I wish I had my camera for that part). Anyway, as she started to climb down I grabbed her diaper to put back on her because this obviously wasn't working. I was still two seconds too late as she peed all over the floor as soon as her feet hit the ground. Oh well! It was worth a shot.