Some days are diamonds

Well, life pushes on.

Kraig's been working morning shifts this week. That means he's gone by 7:20am (like most husbands) and home by 5:00pm instead of the noon to 9pm shift. I appreciate him being home in the evening so that he can help wrangle the children into bed. They appreciate not having mommy do everything too.

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Joshy's potty training. I was convinced that Josh would never be potty trained because I was too tired before Thomas arrived and just plain exhausted after Thomas got here to put forth the effort. But this precocious little boy proved me wrong again. One morning last week I was too tired (and lazy) to go down stairs to get a clean diaper for him, so I let him put on a pair of big boy under ware that was in my room and the kid stayed dry all day! He even took himself to the potty numerous times. Granted, every day since then hasn't been as successful, but I'd say he's got an 85% success rate. Not too shabby.

.**Josh took himself outside after using the potty and "forgot" to put his underware and pants back on, but thankfully remembered his boots. What a nugget!

Thomas is getting bigger and bigger every day, it seems. He's more alert and awake than he was 3 weeks ago, and we are all loving it. He makes the funniest faces and I swear all of his smiles aren't gas related (although he is a Webb boy, so they quite possibly could be;). Of course I can never catch these heart melting smiles on camera, but trust me: They're great!

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Kraig was off work today so we were able to go to church as a family. I was nervous about taking Thomas, but thankfully people admired from a distance. It felt nice to have a reason to shave my legs, put on a skirt and blouse instead of a t-shirt and jeans, and "fill by bucket," so to speak.