And Day Four...

She has clothes on today!!! Underwear AND shorts. It's a great day. Lily is now to the point where she tells me when she needs to go. Our only obstacle is the #2 issue. Which is weird because she has already done that in the toilet. Maybe it's just letting go of everything at once. But, now, #2 is the goal! If she does that, she gets the toy elephant she wants. Here's hoping it's soon.

We're almost there.

*no accidents*

Training - Day 3

So, no more diapers has resulted in no more underwear. I think sometimes Lily likes that a little too much. We have only had a total of 3 accidents in the past 3 days and we're still going strong. Maybe this is the real deal. Although, maybe we should go through a full day wearing underwear before I get too happy.

Black Thumb

Yes, these are our poor flowers from our awesome FHE activity. Some people have the wonderful green thumb and I am jealous of those people. Why? Because I look down at my thumb and see nothing but the black thumb. The thumb of death. The thumb that makes all plants cry out for the loving green kind. You can see what they used to look like here. That was before I got anywhere near them. My neighbors know better than to ask me to water plants while they're out of town. Because I murder their plants.

I try. I really do. As much as I wish I could be, I am no mother to nature.

It's a wonder that my children are still alive.

Magic Words

Helping children potty train since the invention of the diaper.

*no accidents yet!*

Over A Week Late

Our Memorial Day was actually a pretty good one, considering that we had to go to a family reunion and learn to sing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" in Swedish, which I didn't even pay attention to. After we went to the family reunion, we went to two cemetery's.

The pictures above are in the American Fork Cemetery where Matthew's grandma and great-grandparents on Darrell's side are buried. These were taken in front of Grandma Townsend's grave. Lily was interested in the Beck's gravestone because her great-great-grandma's name is Lillie too.
We also went to the Alpine Cemetery. Unfortunately the pictures that I took there didn't load because of the glitch in my camera. Time for a new one, no? We saw the gravestone of a relative named John W. Vance who was killed by an Indian in defense of the saints. I thought it was pretty cool. It had a pioneer plaque on it and everything. I think I've been too bummed out about my pictures to actually post about Memorial Day. But, it was a good one and a great experience to see these gravestones.

Bees Game

Our Memorial weekend started with a BANG! Some awesome friends of ours (Megan and Dave) invited us to go with them to a Bees baseball game. You all know our love of baseball games: cotton candy, sunflower seeds, hot dogs, drinks, oh yeah, and the game to watch. What's not to love? Of course we accepted. We went on Saturday night.
I don't know how often they do this, but if you were in a certain amount of people that showed up first, you got a Bees hat. So we did. The kids wore them for a while. Even William - the boy who only wears his golf hat.

The game was awesome. The Bees won in the bottom of the ninth. 8-7, I believe. I got a few more pictures of things from the game, but for some reason, my camera's being weird. I hate that.
But we had a great time! Shout out to Megan and Dave for letting us come with them!!!

My Matthew

The first day of June brings with it an addition onto my husband's age. Yes, today is Matthew's 27th birthday! Hooray! I don't really have any recent pictures of him (or us for that matter), so you'll have to settle for one of our engagements!
I wanted to write a post saying

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

to one of my most favorite people in the whole world. The one person I know better than anyone. My best friend. The man who makes me laugh everyday. I know we have a LONG way to go in some things, but I am so proud of him for all the things he has, is, and will be accomplishing. He's a great man. I consider myself a lucky woman just to know him, not to mention being married to him.

Love you Matthew Ralph Lauren.