Charlotte actually used her training potty for the first time today. OMG. We're not seriously potty training yet, she's not ready. She tells us maybe once every 4 days that she needs a change.I'm pretty sure on some occasions she knows she needs a change, she's just thinks it's a game to make us guess. Apparently she hasn't figured out that we pretty much already know she needs a change, and that the whole 'play like I don't know I have a giant smelly diaper' isn't actually funny.

The wee one started walking today. RUN FOR THE HILLS.

You say "It's 9 PM"
You say "the place: Costco parking lot"
You say "It's dark, cool, and windy."
You say "In the car, a child cries."
You say "The crying builds, as the child's parents attempt to figure out how to
load the car."
You say "The poor infant's mother leans into the car to check on the child,
reaching a hand into the seat, only to feel warm dampness."
You say "In short: I hope nobody else ever has to change a baby in the dark in
the rear seat of a car after a huge diaper blowout."

#1 reason it's way better to be a new parent than an insomniac.

When I've got insomnia, I just wake up/get up totally exhausted.

When I get up now, I might be really tired, but I have this to greet me: