I just picked up my friend's almost three year old. She is the only one that Joey longs to play with besides E and having her here is super easy and keeps all entertained. Plus, as a bonus, I have her cousin here who is 4-ish and man, the best playmate I could ask for to keep the 3-ers happy. She is a sweetie. The friend just had her baby. 4 weeks before mine. 4 pushes and out. 4 hours of labor. Baby number 4. What a pattern. Hers is a girl without a name. It is nice to have someone go through it so close to my date. Someone who I can just feel it through without having to ask.
I hate potty training. I really hate the toilet. I hate touching the toilet and teaching the kids not to. I've said this before, the toilet is Dave's duty. Cleaning it, I mean. Back to training, Joey is starting. Yes, chances are he will revert in 4 weeks. But he wants to. It makes me a bit claustrophobic. You can't venture too far.
Caroline had a dental check up yesterday. Her two top teeth are loose. E's didn't loosen until this year. She also has 3 out of 4 6 year molars. She is growing older way too fast and this is just one sign of it.
I wish I felt like nesting. I feel like gardening, reading, sitting and running errands but not nesting. I did go through bins and bins of clothing this weekend. The D.I. might love me. I did a load of newborn clothes this week. But out of necessity, not nesting. I have washed windows, but only to see more clearly, not to nest. The things that I really need to do, like de-clutter, feel too much like nesting so I don't want to. Like I said, I want to sit outside, warm my skin, soak up Vitamin D. Maybe that can be nesting for now.