Walker has been interested in using the potty for a while, so through out the day, I take his pants and diaper off and we sit on the potty and he ALWAYS goes with no issue. The problem is that he wont tell me when he has to go. This week, I decided to try underwear. Not just any underwear- PAW PATROL underwear, because everyone knows you shouldn’t pee on Marshall, right? Apparently everyone knows this except for Walker. By 10:00 am on day 1, we were on our 4th pair of underwear and I’d mopped up 4 puddles of pee. The funny thing is, he will come get me AFTER he pees. “Uh, oh, mommy. Peepee!!” And lead me directly to a standing puddle of urine, that he has rolled a truck through. Great. Potty training lasted one whole day before I decided just to keep taking his diaper off when I think he might need to go.

I asked Gabriel one day to take the goat outside and put him in the pen. I didnt think about him having to unlock it first, and watched several times from the window as he tried to put the goat down to unlock the gate. The goat would run off and he would have to catch him, carry him back over to the pen and try again. This happened 3 times before I started recording, because, come on! It was kinda funny. I could see Gabes getting more and more angry, so I was only going to watch one more time before I went to help. Well, this time, gabes was DONE. Instead of opening the gate, he just decided to do what any hot headed child of mine would do. He THREW poor Dodge OVER the gate, and stomped back to the house with his fists clenched saying how mad is was at that “doat!” Dodge was perfectly fine and landed on his feet. I cant post the video, but I took some screen shots of the video and honestly, aside from feeling really sorry for poor Dodge, I can not stop laughing.

We made an appointment for James to have his hip replacement for next month. Hes been in a serious amount of pain, so waiting even a few weeks seems like an eternity, but he wants to try to make it until after our vacation in a couple of weeks. I’ll be so glad when this is over and I know he will be too. Just when he wasnt sure if the pain could get any worse, he slipped on some water that was in the floor and found out, it could definitely get worse. I didnt think we’d have to start worrying about broken hips in our 30s, but, here we are. Against his will, I called his doctor and he went in for an x-ray. Thankfully, there was no further damage done, so now, we continue to wait.

We had family pictures made today. And by “family”, I mean FAMILY. My entire side of the family gathered together today for pictures. Our 7, my sister’s 6, my brother, and my parents. I knew there was going to be 1 that didnt want to cooperate, and my money was on Gabriel. I should’ve placed a bet, because I would’ve won. He wanted nothing more than to keep his hands over his face and his shirt in his mouth. We got 2 pictures in and he made the announcement that he had to poop. We were outside, in the middle of a PARK. Of coarse he had to poop. Thankfully, James was able to run him to a porta potty on the other side of the park, and when he got back, he was in a better mood. I guess having to poop will do that to ya. Overall, everything went relatively smoothly and I’m super excited to see how they turn out. Hopefully she got a few of everyone at least looking in the general direction of the camera.

Oh a side note, Walker keeps telling people my necklace is made of “goat poop.” 🙄 I guess the brown beads do look eerily similar…

And what livingroom isnt complete without 2 bikes, toy cars, and French fries all over the floor. And I can only assume that Walker wanted to heat up his lunch when I opened the oven and found a half eaten hamburger and a juice box. Its moments like this that James and I can only pause for a moment, look at each other, and just shake our heads. We are living the dream.