This morning I filled in for the 3-year-old Sunday school class. I had Maiya, McKenna, Mira, Max (because he wanted to stay with his mama), and Ben, my only non-M. Try running down that roster 5 times quickly. Almost every parent dropped off his/her child with a nervous smile, saying "She's in her big girl undies today. She should be fine." Ahhh, outings with newly potty-trained kids, such a leap of faith. And, for the record, everyone did just fine.
On the drive home, Max said, "You know mama?"
"What buddy?"
"You know, you're pretty good at that teaching."
"Gee thanks, little buddy."
2 comments:
Funny you said that about Ben....Becca and I made a bet that no candy would end up on Ben's gingerbread house! Counting down the days until we get to spent time with you guys!
First, the gingerbread houses actually look really cool and I can understand Ben's candy fascination I have a sweet tooth too! As to the church and potty training, that is impressive that there weren't any accidents. We are getting nowhere with Riley. I keep trying to chalk it up to all the turmoil of the past few months, maybe after the new year.
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