I'm a Big Boy Now

Not in size, obviously. Javyn will always be our short boy, but he is potty trained. YEA. About three weeks ago, I woke up one morning and thougt 'Maybe I could potty train Javyn'. And of course the first day is always great, you think they've got it because they do so good. So deceiving. So I decided to continue, and to say the least the rest of the week was a nightmare. Finally, after the week was over, I was crying on the couch to Nick because we decided maybe he wasn't really ready, when Javyn came up and told us he needed to go potty. So we continued. The next two weeks was an up and down roller coaster ride, but this past week I can finally say he's got it. After five years of diapers I am done for a while. Though I have to say, it was a lot easier only having to worry about changing a diaper a couple of times a day than to have to remember every two or three hours to remind him to go potty. But Yea for him.

My New Hobby

I live in the most wonderful place. One of the wonderful things about it is the miles and miles of cross country ski trails. I am ashamed to admit I have never taken advantage of them until this past month, the last month of snow this year. Nick, Mackay and I went the first time. Nick did not care for it at all, and wouldn't go again. I loved it and can't wait until I can really learn how to do it (I was not moving anything like the guy who flew past me and scared the living daylights out of me).

I went with Mackay and his family. We had so much fun, though his mom and I could not wear our shoes to church the next day due to bloody heels (bad socks that day for me).

So if anyone knows where I can learn how to really x-country ski, let me know. Until then, watch out, please. When you are all alone and something just flies right past you, it is kinda scary.