InstaFriday

Happy Friday!

Joining in with Jeannett with Life.Rearranged for InstaFriday!

My Mom found this on pinterest, and made one for Baby Sister.

I love it.

Love, love, love, love, love it!

It is PERFECT to wrap Sister up in when she arrives!

These used to hang in my room at my parent's house.

I LOVE them...and they remind me that I very much miss my tap shoes!

I had DJ paint the mats, and frame to match Sister's room.

They are perfect!!

A certain {almost 2} year old found his coo-coo underwear in  his drawer last week.

He insisted on wearing them.

We tried potty training in December, and he was traumatized.

This time, he was ready.

He figured it out, in just a few days.

At the beginning of the week, he went all day without an accident.

We all had an ice cream treat to celebrate!

He has continued to not have any accidents, and we have continued to have ice cream every night to celebrate!

We had tacos one night for dinner, this week.

I always cut up all the ingredients for tacos on his plate.

He was a little insulted.

He made it clear he wanted a taco like Mommy & Daddy had.

He did so well, and ate the whole thing!

Sometimes, I forget he is getting big...and can eat a taco like a big boy!!

Molls waiting for Karson to wake up yesterday morning.

They love each other.

A lot!

The only problem when she does this...she usually whines in front of his door.

That usually wakes him up, and I hear him yelling 'MOWEE!'

Apparently, she is one smart dog!

Karson and I have been on house arrest, while we have been working on potty training.

We haven't left the house, except for to go to my parents.

And then the little frog potty came with us.

I had my 30 week appointment this week, and Karson came with me.

My doctor's office doesn't have a frog potty, so I was a little nervous and put a diaper on Karson.

Of course, my doctor was running an hour late.

Not usually a big deal, Karson is pretty easy.

He was doing well, and telling me he had to go potty, we would run back to the restroom, and he would go.

Then he realized it was fun to see the new bathroom, and as soon as we sat down in the waiting room, he asked to go again.

I finally told him, we couldn't go anymore.

Because...ya know...we can't take up the bathroom the entire time at my ob's office.

Then we went to Panera for lunch, and when we were done eating, I took him to the bathroom.

he was dry!

My {almost} 2 year old, held it for 2 hours, even with a diaper on.

I was shocked...and so proud of him.

So we got a cookie on the way out to split.

This came in the mail this week.

I love etsy.

I can't wait for Sister to wear it in at the most 10 weeks!!!